Ellipsises

Love goes away quickly, without regrets, tears and farewells, leaving only insomnia and bleeding stanzas. Sloppily, hastily and haphazardly written lines: "Love's gone, leaving behind all i's dotted and all t's crossed”. Oh, how you’re rough, my draft! Misspellings, strikethrough vows of love, blacked out curses, female profiles in the margins, exclamation points, blots and ellipsises - ellipsises at the end of every line - the footprints of irreversible love... crests zigzags lightings asterisks that's how love went into my poems