Easy

If love was easy
No castles would exist
Romeo and Juliet would have vanished from Shakespeare

Shakira would not have any songs to sing
Hollywood would be dead

The frog would never charm us
The princesses would kiss a fish

We would live in Pleasantville and there would be no color

Romance novels would be written in a language that only aliens could understand

There would be no heroes or damsels in distress

Hercules would have no muscles and Eve would have never sinned

Flowers would be white and everyone would be a robot

We would all be like the Tin Man and there be no Dorothy to help us find our heart

If love was easy I would have never met you

3

Number 3
The number of brothers I thought I had
The number of girls that live at 34 Crocker
The number that wakes me up in the middle of the night
The number of pets I wish I had but I only have two
The number of step siblings I have
The number o floors I walk up
The number on the door at the parking lot
The number of tooth brushes I have
The number on the clock that makes me want to nap
The number I wish would go away sometimes
The number 3

Super Tyson

Well it's nice to wake up to the awful sound of chickens. So, I get up because the sound is unbearable. It's 5:45am and I wanted an extra hour of sleep, but instead I build up the courage to get up and go for a run. It's a cold morning, my nose is cold but I finally flip the covers and step on the wooden floors. The magic is suddenly gone and I hop up. I have to use the bathroom but in the effort to not wake the roommates or the dogs, I get dressed as fast as possible. I get my socks and creep to the bathroom. The tile is cold and I feel the breeze come in from the window. I brush my teeth and hear the dogs rattling in the crate. Before I walked out I put on my socks and open the door. I put my shoes on and grab my headphones. My hands are cold but I begin to run. In the process of being half asleep and cold I trip over some branches. Five minutes later I forget that it had happened and continue my journey. My run ends at five after seven. I let the dogs out and I follow to pick up the poop so my roommate can mow the lawn this afternoon. It all seemed good, and then YES it happened. Tyson the "super dog" jumped the six foot fence. I know it's seems like I'm exaggerating, but I'm not. It's not the first time he's done it. So, I do what I always do. I walk out the front door to my neighbors backyard in search for him. I find him eating the cat food the neighbor has left out. I grab him by his collar because I have forgotten his leash. We began to walk back when we saw The cat. " "The Cat" is the cat that sits in front of our door just to tease the dogs. Tyson starts to run towards the cat and all I can do is grab on to him, almost hoping on him like horse. Only, he is so fast I slip still holding on to him and I get dragged across the yard. "The Cat" vanishes and I'm left holding on to Tyson and completely soaked. I walk in the house finish the poop duty and rush into the shower. Somehow I manage to still be late for class. On my way to work I get a text that Comcast is due. Great! I thought it was not due until the 27th but I'm wrong. As I read the text and drive a cop pulls next to me and waves. It's a wave of " what the heck are you doing" and I put it down. I know it all seems minor but in the scheme of Karla things I'm overwhelmed.So, I say Bring it On! Whatever is going on cannot continue like this all day.

Bewitched

Embrujada
Como una receta de pan dulce
Con el alma de una paloma
Como una poción
La tome y encantada me quede
Poco a poco fui cambiando
Batiendo mi espíritu con amor y dolor
Como una hechicera llegaste a cambiar mi vida
Como una hada me calló el polvo que me hizo volar
Igualmente y de repente mis ojos abrí
Buscando la salida y no la encontré
Cada puerta, siempre muy pequeña
Cada llave no cabía
Embrujada me has dejado
Atada con mi propia necedad
Como capricho de una niña necia
Embrujada sin salida

Light

Opening your eyes means getting closer to the light- KV

Easy

It was easy to light up a room
It was you
When I was walking in the dark
It was you
When I was running without stopping
It was you
When I smiled
It was you
When I cried
It was you
When I danced and almost was able to fly
It was you
When I felt the wind
It was you
When I thought I had reached and touched the sky
It was you
When I opened my eyes
It was all a dream
It was me

To Feel

Sometimes being logical is difficult

Being blind is easier than putting on your glasses

Soaking in wine is better than being sober

Running away is easier than trusting

When someone loves you it's always hard to believe that they can

Picking everyone else up is easier than helping yourself

Smiling is easier than letting anyone know your not happy

Sometimes we have to think
Sometimes we have to actually see
Sometimes putting the glass down is okay
Staying is not as hard as it seemed
Sometimes I should help myself so I can help others
Sometimes it's okay to cry and let someone see you do so
I should, we should start believing that someone can love you and let them love you.

Sometimes believing is hard, but believe it because it exist

You are alive