“Ellipsis”

It is vague.

A symbol that never ends,

In meaning, that is.

Does it merit? Or does it vain?

Does it live?

Is it hurting?

Is it overjoying?

Tearing?

It is always something more.

Although vague,

I love this symbol,

As I am of you

And see this love as much.

An ellipsis…

I would love it for you to be with me in that “love…” –-

a never-ending thrill, highs and lows for us. It just goes, and
grows. It just exists through time. And, there is always more.

As I am in love with you

With an ellipsis