Into Arms

I just want to run downstairs and outside and just jump into his arms. Just to tell him that life isn't that bad! That everything will turn out alright! That I care for him! But I can't.
I don't want him to leave. I don't want to say good-bye for what might be the last time. I just have to keep reminding myself that it'll be good for him. It will straighten him out. Hopefully.