Move On, Or Let Go.

Protected by your caressing arms, "Move on, or let go." These are the words I hear, as they ever so softly slip off your sweet tongue. These words are becoming, the only ones i know. A shiver runs down my spine, as you speak these words so kind. Advice with intellect, no judgment here, Not today. You take my hand, "We can run away," you say. Away from ignorance, away from pain. "Take my hand, we can leave today. Just trust me, there will be much better days." These are the precious words you say.