Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
Heathcliff begs for presence over peace, even at the cost of sanity. The hyperbole fits a grief that wants pain rather than emptiness. “Abyss” gives shape to the hollow inside him. It’s not theatrics; it’s how absence feels when love had become identity. The line also hints at the novel’s Gothic edge—love crossing into haunt and obsession. Readers feel the raw truth: sometimes any connection feels better than silence.