i had enough of it
enough of you
and i go back to the pages of
my old self

those times
when with a kiss, a hug, of a smile
everything is solved
and ironed

i vomit thinking about
all these
sweet surrender turning so
bitter
stupidity uncovered
made possible
by distance

you are such a distant star
and i too
have become one

RIC S. BASTASA

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-surrender-5/