Loving is like playing Texas Hold’em

We met at the blue table

On the corner of the usual basement

I had never seen you there but

Your eyes immediately caught my attention

A distraction, higher probability of losing.

We started small, the big blind

Wasn’t set that high.

High bets are for the ones that grew

Inside crystal castles.

The ultimate dealer was already

Shuffling the cards and started dealing.

My hand wasn’t great.

Through your smile I saw an ace of hearts

And a terno of spades.

Preflop:

I called as I never give up on the first round,

The other shadowed faces called as well

You checked.

Here comes the flop:

You hide, your eyes turn away,

But you raise and I call,

I’m not giving up on you.

Everybody else folds.

From the turn to the river

I can’t recall every exact move,

But I raise and you conquest.

Life ain’t even at this time:

I have had my good luck in the past,

I know that it is almost impossible to have a royal flush a second time in life,

But I was all in, I couldn’t control myself.

Your bet was higher than mine

And I was sure I had a losing hand

But that didn’t refrain me.

Now I’m broke

And from all I know,

You are out there:

Three of a kind,

Winning and living the profit.

I should have learned -

Love is a losing game.