Each week, we feature an exhibit from the collection at the Museum of Broken Relationships. The museum, based in Zagreb (and now LA, too) displays items submitted by members of the public; each tells a personal story about a relationship that has ended. This week's item is a tragic postcard from a besotted boy, who decided that he couldn't live if he couldn't have the girl next door...
I am a 70-year-old woman from Yerevan, the capital of Armenia. I visited Zagreb back in 1967 and the city is very close to my heart. When I found out from a local newspaper that there exists the Museum of Broken Relationships, I was sad and happy at the same time.
This is a postcard that was inserted through the slit of my door a long time ago by our neighbours’ son. He had been in love with me for three years.
Following the old Armenian tradition, his parents came to our home to ask for my hand. My parents refused saying that their son did not deserve me.
They left angry and very disappointed.
The same evening their son drove his car off a cliff...