The Price of Forgiveness

You never asked what I was going to do
When you abandoned me, and I won’t tell,
Because you have no right to know that. Hell,
I tried to warn you trains were rolling through
Without a pause here, and the station crew
Won’t keep your luggage off the tracks. Don’t yell;
They’ll smile sweetly, and say you’re doing well,
Because the world is full of liars. Yes, that’s true.

I count the days since you returned to me,
Insisting on forgiveness. “Take me back,”
You threatened. I cut you a little slack,
But won’t forgive you quite so easily
As you were thinking. Good will isn’t free,
And I want money now, a giant stack.