I stumbled into a proposal of treachery and lies and they
got me married to the special man, as you call him.
My heart winced at the
debauchery, but when I saw him I knew he had to be taken care of.
Life partner,
romance, marriage – all these are alien to him; he is no more than a small boy
in the mind.
So here I am, mothering my special husband in ways that the world
will never know, whilst my rightful role of a wife takes a backseat.
He isn't my prince charming on a white horse who will fill my world with the sun, moon
and the stars; but I continue to serve him as God's blessing, for I believe
he is my frog prince.
The last line is like the icing on a beautiful cake.
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Ganoba