The key to my heart, Clint Barton— I wish I truly knew where it was. Now it seems to lie with Matt, my swashbuckling partner— and years ago it belonged to my husband Alexi, whom the world knew as the Red Guardian. But in between… there was you. Standing here in the room you called your own, looking down at the same view— I wonder… how often did you stand here and think of me? Oh Hawkeye, Hawkeye, they said you were like a child. If so, you needed me as a woman in so many more ways than one… and I faled you in all of them.
Natasha, you were a terrible girlfriend, but I don’t think the problem was not acting enough like Clint’s mom. It might have been those curtains.
In all seriousness, this is some high melodrama, but it was nice to see that Natasha regretted what she’d put Clint through.
From Avengers #111, by Steve Englehart and Don Heck.