21 bucks.

“The money is yours” He said
Your damn right its mine I thought,
He held them out for me to take,
Many a reason I sought,
To explain….

“It’s not mine” I said,
I’m not here to take,
That which is not mine
I’d feel awful if I did,
No, don’t give it to me..

“No, It’s yours” He said
Without a flicker of his eyes
He almost looked like he had no clue,
But it doesn’t hide his masochistic ties,
Or his world of lies.

He puts it in my pocket,
As I get up to leave once again,
I wish I didn’t have to,
I wish it wasn’t this way
I wish I didn’t have to,

But, it’s true,
It’s almost Monday again,
I have to go back to being me
He is already elsewhere,
Two separate lives again.