At first I did not love you, that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some men's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man--was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was--
I couldn't bear to let you go and so I got to love you,.
But you see, however it ended or is ending, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting yours ache for me.”
I couldn't bear to let you go and so I got to love you,.
But you see, however it ended or is ending, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting yours ache for me.”