A Love Song for Money
I wait for you to come.
You are late, as usual.
I wait for you until the pain
replaces the anger.
I will forgive anything now.
You arrive, finally.
You offer no excuses.
You need none.
You look good
in your new clothes.
Forever a dandy.
We have some good times together.
It is always good, while it lasts,
but I hope you know
this will end soon.
I hope you know
I am not to be trusted.
I will betray you.
I always do.
I will sell you off.
That’s how things have been
between us,
so don’t act surprised.
For Day 7, I combined the NaPoWriMo prompt, which was "money" with the 2015 April PAD prompt, which was to write a love poem. My relationship with money has never been an easy one.
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