Even if all that's left for me is sorrow, I wouldn't trade it with you, not even for boredom and despair to be…

Even if all that's left for me is sorrow, I wouldn't trade it with you, not even for boredom and despair, for they are deeper and more profound with you than they would be without you, and failure is most beautiful when it's with you, for I am yours and you are mine.