Fairytales and picture books Don't tell the whole truth. Sometimes, Toads are just toads. They don't always become your prince After you kiss them.
It's a funny idea, really - The notion of finding love In a murky pond. Lonely bogs have lonely frogs, I suppose. Did you have any doubts As you traced the surface of the water With a fingertip? When you took him in your palms, Did you not have second thoughts?
It takes a mental blindfold, Opaque enough to block out reason, To hold a toad so dear. He might be charming at first, If for nothing else than for the idea Of what the two of you could be. But soon enough, The emptiness will settle in. He won't call you pretty, Or hold you close. He'll leave a little trail of slime Wherever he goes.
And at the end of the day, I'm left wondering... Why the **** did I kiss a toad?
I would have apologized for calling you a little *****, if you stopped acting like one. After the argument...you still continue to be a little *****, but sure, go ahead and turn the tables as if it's all my fault because you're right and i' am wrong. You're a little princess walking around with your high horse and knight in shining armor. But one thing you don't understand is that if you didn't carry the possessions you have then you'd be lost in this world without a hand. Little ***** Because you lie then cry for attention, you seek the pity out of your petty which has no significance through the words you speak.