So, Froggy is finally getting to almost-getting-kissed by a princess. Please note, I say “a” princess and not “the” princess because this is, well, another princess!
All these days, all I wanted was for him to get kissed by his princess so that, you know, he would have the satisfaction/ happiness that he has finally been, well, kissed! But now that he is this close – so close – to getting kissed and becoming the Prince, I suddenly don’t want him to.
Because I know that once this happens, our Froggy will be lost forever. He’ll have his responsibilities – he’ll be Prince after all! To cut a long story short, he won’t have time for us.
Now don’t get me wrong. I want him to be happy. But there are dark moments – selfish moments – like this one, when I don’t want him to move away; when I want him to be here forever, in this “muddy pond” that we share; when I want him to be Froggy forever…
I’ll miss you when you’re gone, Froggy. But I hope your princess keeps you busy. And yeah, happy too! Thank you for hopping into my life and croaking some absurdly off-tune songs.