Tuesday, August 24, 2004

My Prince Charming,The Frog

We've all dreamt of an everlasting love that will sweep us off our feet and make us live happily ever after. In my case, romance novels,movies,and love songs took a great part in making me pine for it. Plus, having a father image who didn't quite fit into the Prince Charming part, and hero-worshipping an uncle who was a practical angel. I always thought, though hard, that I would find a prince who would treat me like a queen.

Well,guess what? Early on in my life, I found him. And surely I was a great factor why we'd stuck together. We always laugh about people not actually thinking we would last. No one believed we could make it for a few months...but we did. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Or so I thought.

It is now that I realized that life is surely a long road. And love, being a great part of life, takes up a long part of it. You wake up one day...crash,bang,boom! Prince Charming is actually a frog.
It doesn't take just one kiss to make him a prince. I realized it takes several hundreds...even thousands...which would make him a prince to my eyes.

What I'm saying is that, the one you may find one day will not be perfect. My mistake was to think that he was. That was why I felt depleted,depressed,even desolate...everytime he let me down on my expectations of him. I always let myself believe that I had accepted him for who he was. But I wasn't truly prepared for the changes that would come to him,to us,even to me, that would prove important for the growth of our relationship.

I was selfish to a fault. I had let my childhood dreams of Prince Charming get in the way of a real and nurturing love. I had not seen that Prince Charming was actually a King who had other problems to solve and his own life. I was a queen wannabe who wanted the whole world, who wanted to be the whole world for him, who expected the world from a man who cannot give me everything, but his love.

Life surely is a long road. And now that I know, I'll make sure I won't get to the end of it without the right one...the real one...not who I want him to be.


1 Comments:

Blogger Ryan said...

Well written. I learned a lot.

August 24, 2004 at 2:27 PM  

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