Dear G,

I have never loved anyone like I loved you.  You brought me such joy.  But it takes more than that to make a marriage, and it’s taken me all these many years to realize that you were right when you said you were not what I wanted.  It left me shattered, and the damage is not fully repaired, even long after. But it’s true; you would have made a terrible wife.  You are not bright, not responsible, not reliable, and you make terrible decisions.  You said you needed someone decisive, but that didn’t actually mean going along with anything I recommended…ever.  

A marriage to you would have been a catastrophe, I know that now.  I should have dumped you when you lied to me in the beginning, but I really wanted things to work and I loved you with an all-consuming love.  But you never loved me anyway; Bob Marley was right in “our song” – I didn’t want to wait in vain – but I did.  I see you married some fat dude, congratulations. Remember when you and your sister saw me running at the beach?  Yeah, I still look like that.