I left my heart...

I saw how beautiful nature is,
I saw the wonders that place held.
My eyes wide open not a sight I miss,
Trying too hard to be in the moment.

Yet my feet felt homesick in these fine white sands,
My heart seems to sulk amidst my travels.
There's a lonely empty feeling between my hands,
I long for something so out of reach.

As I sit here alone in this big white van,
I knew you would've held me.
There's no denying how much I miss you,
So damn much I feel like dying.

How could I possibly travel the world alone?
Nor could I enjoy the clear water and sky?
I could never be complete, that much is true,
Simply because I left half of my heart in Cebu.

This poem was inspired by a trip I made a year ago in Leyte, Philippines. Sometimes there would be instances where your heart just can't feel at ease. No matter how beautiful the scenery is or how delicious the foods they offer you, you'd still be empty. Love is terrifyingly beautiful, it quenches your needs you didn't even know existed. It fuels you to be better, stronger and braver yet it would still remain as your Achilles heel.