When going grocery shopping
or out with friends,
she always held a smile.

When being asked of how well
her marriage was going,

she simply would reply,
"It's going well,"

When being asked of her husband,
she would respond,

"Iker? Oh, he's a hard worker;
working every single day.

The poor fellow arrives home exhausted,

but

he still tries his best
to spend time with me."

She talked about her marriage
as if it was perfect.

Making people believe that
her life with her spouse
was a come true fairytale.

A happy marriage.

A happy life.

Where nothing will separate
the lovely couple.

It was the contrary, however.

Her smile held back her pain,

her marriage was not perfect,

her husband didn't spend time
with her,

her life was a miserable one,

and her dream
was a fairytale after all.