Jacob Lawrence, "The Lovers," 1946
Jacob Lawrence, The Lovers (1946)
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May 10, 2008:

I'm glad I didn't marry you.

You behaved with petulance and cruelty,
self-absorption,
hurtfulness.
I was unhappy with you more often than happy.

In later life it became worse.
You grew from an abused child into an adult who abuses.

We were always doomed.
It was a mistake.

I look back on it now and am sorry for it all.