title pic  The Frog Prince.

Posted by Cindy Tey on September 5, 2009

The only thing you can do when you miss somebody who took a part of your life and walked away is to look at his picture.

But doesn’t looking into the eyes of an innocent smiling face you once knew so well makes you wonder how unpredictably scary people can be sometimes? The way they act when they are angry or just don’t give a damn anymore, sometimes they can even make you feel like it’s your fault. But is it?

There is someone for everybody out there, I agree. As simple as it sounds, there is a trick. You’ll never know which is The Someone. Grab him at the wrong time, slide the ring through your finger, you’re gone. Unless you’re a Hollywood star of course, you remarry.

To meet your someone, you usually have to kiss many frogs. I kissed many and I french kissed 3. The first one is a country frog. The second, a well-built toad. The last one, a city frog. Today, I’m going to tell you a story about the city frog.

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One fine day, a princess met a frog. Frog said, kiss me and I’ll turn into a Prince. So Princess kissed Frog, but nothing happened.

“Why?” she asked Frog. Frog said, “I’m still trying. Changes don’t happen overnight. You just have to trust me.” And so she did.

It was hard for Princess to love Frog at first. Frog is a different species after all. He lives in a pond, she lives in a castle. He is naked most of the time, she wears lace & leather. He sleeps during the day, she sleeps at night. He dives, she sunbaths. And when he prefers to laze & read on his waterlily, she secretly wishes to get more out of life and travel outside the castle.

Slowly but patiently, Princess learned to love Frog for what he is. She started reading and even considered changing her name to Rapunzel. She hoped that Frog would turn into Prince someday, but in his own time. What she hoped more is actually for Frog to love the things she enjoys doing.

However, until today, Frog had only been trying. He couldn’t find a reason to love anything else except for his simple life as a frog.

Princess was very sad. Whenever they discussed about it, it sounded so funny. Nobody got what their conversations were about. All they hear is a human screaming and a frog croaking. They couldn’t understand why the torture; when love is about everything but that.

But Princess never gave up. She tried to live A Frog Life with Frog, and when she couldn’t take it anymore, she cried to her princess friends. When Frog found out about it, he got so angry he turned from a green frog, to a red frog. He loose trust in her, naming her action as “airing dirty laundry”, went home and built himself a membrane cloak. Everytime he sees her princess friends, he wears the cloak.

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Frog makes a living by catching mosquitoes with his tongue at night while Princess works from 9-6. She looks forward to every Saturdays and Sundays to spend time with her almost Prince, but he never seems as passionate. More than 3/4 of the time, it was Princess who dated Frog. When they argue about this, Frog used the other 1/4 times to prove that he has done his part.

Princess says: Let’s go somewhere this weekend!

Frog replies       : I might have work.

Princess says: Let’s celebrate your birthday!

Frog replies       : My family might do that too.

Princess says: Let’s hang out tonight!

Frog replies        : I might play games with some prawns.

“But… what about me?” she cries.

“That’s very UNFAIR. I DO spend time with you. Why can’t you TRUST me that I’m TRYING to be your Prince?”

The funny thing is, there is nothing left to try, as there is nothing to be changed. Frog will always be a frog and could only always thought that he is still trying to be Prince. As for Princess, she could still live with that, if only that’s the case.

The real case is, how can you make someone want to spend time with you? To want to see you? To want to love you as much as you pour your love to them; instead of him wanting you to be there with him as a bonus to his activities? Cuz that would be the same with forcing somebody to love you.

~*~

Princess is crying as she types this. It is very disappointing to know the one you prioritize, doesn’t prioritize you. I know that feeling, and I believe you once do too.

I miss my frog, and I’m staring at his baby picture. I couldn’t help myself from crying and it is only as simple as that. You cry. You cry. And you cry again until you can’t cry anymore… then you move on. Because you know, he doesn’t even care.

So much for a happy ending. What have we done wrong?

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