I was the perfect example of a good wife, respectful, quiet,
Enduring,
and loving, I loved with all my heart and cared with all my soul.

I was so perfect that it was hard to differentiate me from the real wife.
The truth is, i am not and he knows it because of that,

He took out his anger,
Frustration,
And revenge on me.

And just like that, the me I once tucked inside managed to free itself yet, I didn't realize that I was slowly loosing myself until that day.

The day I let lust take over me, now I have to bear the consequence of leaving him, however the only problem is that. He won't let me go.