And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me, then!...Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!
What if love wasn't the act of finding what you were missing but the give-and-take that made you both match?
They say dreams are the windows of the soul--take a peek and you can see the inner workings, the nuts and bolts.