All she wants to do is love him. Simply. With no obstacles, no drama. And all that stands in her way is his own obstinance. Like a stray animal that has to be coaxed into safety, she pulls him to her even as he pulls away. That they are constantly caught in this emotional struggle is a cruel irony–it is the last thing she wants. In her desire to cultivate his love, she kills it. Their love is tainted with sorrow and neither one of them will allow it to die a natural death.
This post features The Young Queen and the Page by Maxwell Armfield (1904)
