Love is a torrent. Strong, yet blindingly so.

It'll sweep you off your feet, carry you away, away from the shores that once held the security of your soul. You're there, in the middle of the ocean, drifting aimlessly, towards no end. Mindlessly following the currents, as they take you where they may.

Endlessly, you find yourself looking within. Within this great big ocean, wave after wave, blinded by the salt and the spray. Yet your heart is amazingly serene, beating to the rythmic tides. The heart grows fonder, day after day.

Upon stretches of the blue sky you see above. You find solace that, for once, you're at peace. You struggle to stay afloat, but it's all for naught. Soon, you will be immersed, upon wave after wave, as you surrender yourself to the ocean. As you surrender your soul.

As you sink further into the reaches of the dark, there, you will stay. Breathing is unnecessary, as your breath had been taken away. You can do nothing, your arms are numb, your legs are weak. You struggle no more, you had been resigned to this fate.

And you're happy. Because it's quiet. Because it's dark. Because conscious thought is not allowed. Because, after all this time, you have arrived.

This is all you've ever wanted.