Friday, June 13, 2008


Luck is a bitch.

She hardly makes a fair decision. Like a young girl in his early twenties, a wild innocent coquette. One day she smiles at you, on the other she laughs into your face with her freaky voice, bringing the horror of the Gothic castles. Then she put off you but her eyes are telling a different story. Bright, innocent, inviting eyes, 'Come and catch me'. And you fall in love again, giving her your best moments of your life...

But when she is yours! Then everything is wonderful, you tend to forget that its just a moment and it was HER who allowed it, not you who made some impressions in her.

Please don't be angry about Luck. She's just an innocent girl. She will never grow up and never will feel anything. But she will rush of your help when the building of your weekdays are collapsing. The forms are different; Sometimes it's a friend, sometimes it's a sudden good word and sometimes it's a fail. Just don't count on her.


vero said...

Luck is like that! when you want her, when you need her, when you're begging for her, she'd never show up to offer a helping hand.
But just once try to reject her, or turn away with a smugly face, and she will fall into your arms begging for forgiveness...luck's like that, a playful little miss innocence!:D

Mireia Cantó i Pastor said...

Does luck exists? I don't know and I am not sure. It will be just what she wants and you wish.


Vic said...

Whether she exists or not, you need her sometimes.
But without any struggle you won't deserve her...