Never give up the ship

The one thing I did not receive for my birthday is closure. The closure of my past that so desperately haunts me. A simple happy birthday would have sufficed from one of the few people I truly care about in this world, just to at least know that he still cared, just an inkling that maybe some spark was still there. But I guess that ship has just sailed.

I thought maybe there was still enough ocean and wind in the sails to continue on, but I guess not. It's just time to sink the anchor, unfortunately never to surface again. I have always followed the motto, "Never give up the ship.", like a true captain and sailor. But there comes a time when there is no hope left, and although it would be honorable to stand by your ship anyway, the seas are too rough and will drag you the bottom and end in your demise.

For now, I'll take this ship and place it in a glass bottle in the back of my mind. Although, it would be tough to sail again, If the ship proves worthy enough to venture to the seas again, I'll take it out of it's fragile containment and give it one last shot. Perhaps one day when the seas have quieted and I have grown wiser, we could sail again. 

But even though I feel like letting go. I'll never give up the ship.