He smiles, even though he knows it will never be like that again, even though he...

He smiles, even though he knows it will never be like that again, even though he knows the world no longer wants what he has, what he loves, what he has devoted his life to building and maintaining. He lies in bed and stares at the photo and smiles. His brain says let it go, sell it. His heart says no. His sense of reason and his brain tell him to do it. His heart says no. Whenever he allows himself to hear it, his heart says no, no, no. All day long, everyday, his heart screams no. {…} he lies in bed and stares at the photo and smiles. His brain says let it go, sell it. His heart says no.
His heart says no.