When I was a girl, I always dream of having a perfect husband just like my father.
I dreamed to be cared just like how my father care for my mother.
I dreamed to be loved just like how my father love my mother.
I dream to build a perfect family of my own just like how my father and mother build our family.
I dont feel any pain when I'm with them, they always let me feel loved and secured.
No one ever dare to hurt me.
And then I grew up.
I get married just like my mother.
I became a bride to a perfect man.
I love my husband.
I build my own family with him.
But my dream was just a dream and I think it will never ever happen in reality.
I get married not because he love me but because he need to.
I became a bride to a perfect man but because of his
responsibility.
I love my husband but he definitely hate me.
I build my own family with him but he keep on destroying it.
And I dont have anything to do about it, but to cry the intimate
pain Im feeling inside.