Jacob Lawrence, "The Lovers," 1946
Jacob Lawrence, The Lovers (1946)
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July 8, 2010:

She's nervous, anxious, depressed, no reason she can articulate, hates school, despairs of her living situation, is afraid perhaps with reason that she's stopped loving me.

Sits up, numb, unfeeling, detached, throws her arms around me, crying. Pulls my hand to her breast, stares me dead in the eye saying, "I hope I still love you."

Doesn't stay, doesn't kiss me, doesn't call.