Let me tell you a story
It involves a prince and a fairy.
It’s a love one
Although it’s not fun.
Like every story, it goes like this
A boy meets a girl and they kiss
They split apart suddenly
And here starts the mistery…
You see the boy is a prince
And he’s searching for that girl ever since
The girl is a fairy
She is magical clearly…
Two different people fell in love that is doomed
And for all their lives they will carry that wound
Once upon a time, there was a princess who lived happily at her father’s palace.
And one day, she met a frog…
The frog turned out to be a cursed prince… they fell in love… and lived happily ever after.
That’s the fairytale!
In life, that’s how it happens but in some cases it just doesn’t!
It’s all about kissing frogs and turning them into princes! Or kissing dead girls and bringing them back to life!
In my life, I have kissed a lot of frogs… some turned into princes for other princesses and some, well, they just stayed frogs!
They are two types of people, the princes and the frogs or the dead princesses and the evil witches.
So the question that relies here is are you a cursed prince or just a frog!?!
Or really… am I that dead!?!?!
It used to be the sweetest sound. It used to be what my ears longed to hear.
A voice that was my lullaby, a reason for me to dream.
In the darkness it was my light, my salvation through hell, it was my courage in face of fear.
One day, nightmares came over, a path through a long tunnel began and whenever I hear that voice, I pierced the night with a scream.
At last, serenity reigned in my kingdom. I am healed.
It took one ring and one button to end it. Now I can say I am finally at peace…