Life goes only as far as you take it.

What can I do
If not to impress you,
I ask, what can I do
To forget you?

It appears running
Was no solution,
Yet confronting
Is out of the question,
And substitution
Was no option
With the last of my emotion
Succumbed by our dissolution.

Nor would time heal
Your tension
Or the pain I feel
By your ascension,
So, please, tell me
What I can do
To free you.

- A Jacob Harrington Original