"Forgiveness"

I knew you would do this.
I knew, someday, this time would come.
I wrote about it.
A little letter to myself, in a code,
Nobody knew it but me.

Now you've done it, and perhaps,
If I am lucky, you'll regret it.
Then when you climb back up those rocks,
Slowly pull your way to the top,
You'll find me there wait, glad you returned.

Glad.
Because I will throw you off again.