Swiftcurrent Creek My girl don't want me cause of my dirty laundry

Now it was Reverie's turn to be uncomfortable, but she accepted this in silence, feeling that she deserved it for the hurt she was inflicting on Moss. They would talk about it later, though, she assured herself. Reverie had no desire for a romantic relationship without physical intimacy, if she was honest with herself. The two were far too bound up in one another, at least for her.
Already the depth of her feeling for Moss was rapidly dwindling, and even before this it had been quite shallow. Guilt filled her, and she remained silent for the rest of their time together, stewing in misery and hatred for herself; for the fact that she did not want Moss at all anymore, and hardly even ached at the thought of losing her.
She felt now that there was nothing Moss could give that she wanted, and so what was there to lose?