Two Truths
“DARLING,” he said, “I never meant
To hurt you;” and his eyes grew 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
That you would mean to hurt me, love;
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 can not forget!
