MAANYA

The longing I feel for a love like my brothers share with their wives is intense. I yearn for that pure, perfect affection, reflected in the sparkle of their eyes whenever they look at each other. Their happiness, their sheer ecstasy, overflows, and it seems like nothing in the world could dim their joy. Their smiles are like beacons of light, capable of dispelling any darkness in their lives. I crave someone who would look at me with that same adoration.