To the heart we go, my love, my darling.  Deeper in and further down we shall sink, until we come to the center of it all.  Your hand in mine, and your eyes turned to my own, tell me that this journey will not be in vain.  It is the darkest of adventures, the most morbid of dreams.  And yet, there is light at the end of it all if you should be with me.  To overcome the shadows, we must first discover truth.  This trek that we have embarked on brings me continued anguish and uncertainty.  And still, I find myself wanting to get to the end of it all.  To give up would be death.  And if the odyssey doesn’t kill us, I think we will find love in the end