When does one move on?

I heard it on Saturday. I tried to keep my face with the same muscular mold that I had at the moment. I didn't want to alter that facial expression to match the one that was inside of me wanting to weep. Although I wanted to loosen up my lacrimals, I took a deep breath in and clawed myself to avoid any kind of negative impression. And even though I wanted to scream and punch the wall ,I just tilted my head and made a shitty attempt to smile. 5 minutes it's all it took for me to find out that I haven't moved on. That I am in the same emotional state as of the day I decided to stop hurting. But I must have gotten stuck in the process. I haven't tilted far from that day.
Things haven't resumed to what they should've been by now. Now? Now I just spell my next move, not too far from where I started, so no one can get injured. Now? Now I might be two seconds away from recording a country album.