When we go to a party, he would say what dress I have to wear
How to carry my hair
The right shades for my face
He would tell me, you have to go to the powder room now
Your face is already oily
Oh, how fat you have become
Put some lotion, your skin is dry
All simple things, does it hurt?
He would say I talk loud
I am lazy
Does not know how to take care of our son
Oh, sometimes, it hurts.
But do you know that all of the above things are said lovingly?
I know it is for my own good.
He wants me to look nice.
He does not want me to be criticized by others.
Because, if that happens…he just does not know what he could be capable of doing
Just to stand by my side
And comfort me, and convince me
I am the best in his eyes.