and the madness ceased
when someone else arrived
a light
a flare
perhaps an expectation
maybe just a friendship

Took her away from craze
whole was finally ended
leaving only the muddy ooze of memories,
stars mislaid in the sky, made of dreams,
of unbridgeable hollow, of lost hopes or discovered

The end... can not possibly be a new outset?
Love has no end
simply changes the source
and life goes on.

At all!
He'll never ends
*...alas