The frog I kissed is not the prince for me.

He is a prince, just not MY prince.

I don't hate him, even if I wasted time with him, and I hate wasting time.

When you waste time with the right people, is not wasted at all, but this time it is.

And I was happy, don't take me wrong. I had my happy moments as a result of what he did. But most of them, we're not very happy.

I know I am not the most romantic person in the world, or the more open feelings one. But I tried.

I gave a lot of love and attention, maybe too much, maybe that was problem. I put him over everything. He didn't realized that.

I don't blame him, I also don't realize a lot of things. Like everything he said he did. 

Maybe was one day, maybe was everything he did, or maybe was just my craziness, but that something made me feel tired.

I do feel love for him. But I don't feel that special little thing when I talk to him anymore, I am not excited to see him and that's maybe because we never did anything exciting.

I just don't feel like it anymore, and I could be a whole month just thinking about reasons and I wouldn't find them.

I could try again. Yes.

But is it wrong to say that I just don't want to?

I don't want to go back to the same things, the same days passing over... 

There's just something that tells me that if I try, if go into that again... He won't try hard enough.

Love is a two side thing.

I'm tired of trying alone for something he's the only one that is going to gain something for.

Something like happiness. Something like comfort. Something like the knowing that someone is there for whatever you want. For you.

Maybe that's why I don't want to try again.

And maybe because I don't like to try again.

I've always hated seconds.

Saying things twice, hearing things twice, doing things twice.

I just don't find interest on the same thing a second time.

I don't like hearing a song a lot of times, I can't stand watching the same movie for a second time, and I do not like second chances.

If you make the first chance worth, what do you want a second chance for?

If you can't give the first one importance, then for me, you're not worth the second.

Maybe I'm mean, yes, I got tell that often, but less than I should.

But that's me, I can't change it.

And yes he is a prince, he is a good man, he do a lot of good stuff, but he is not my prince. For me? He is still a frog.

And I think he is still not sure about how his princess should be.

Because I think the first thing his princess should is pantient and monotony-liker, and well, I'm totally the opposite of that.

And I am sorry, for not being the princess for him.

But between his beautiful smile and mine, I choose mine.

And between keeping myself as I am and being the princess he needs, I choose me.

I'll give myself a chance.