"If someone makes you an option then make them a memory"

Silence is the Captain
of my nights

His ship slips quietly
like words made of smoke

By the low light of the moon
he guides me

Both lost in this deep ocean
of love and loneliness.

A man who cannot dream
is a man without a woman,
like someone thinking of a tractor,
the loss of a limb, the bequest
of a brass bed, a rundown plantation,
a large white house with a black
dinner bell but no supper,
a wayfarer going nowhere,
a vanished explorer
sometimes lost in his own room.

The only reason you can't move on is because you choose to lay awake at night reading old messages, getting your hopes up and wondering how it could of been. You know that letting go is not easy but you don't even give it a try, you remain in the same depressed state because you choose to be in denial and hold onto this fantasy. If you do not get out there and try to be happy you never will be the choice is yours.