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