Two Truths by Helen Hunt Jackson
Darling,' he said, 'I never meant To hurt you;' and his eyes were wet. 'I would not hurt you for the world: Am I to blame if I forget?'
'Forgive my selfish tears!' she cried, 'Forgive! I knew that it was not Because you meant to hurt me, sweet- I knew it was that you forgot!'
But all the same, deep in her heart Rankled this thought, and rankles yet,- 'When love is at its best, one loves So much that he cannot forget.'
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