Ode to Diet Coke

An ode to you, oh diet Coke, 

Which I have sworn off of often. 

Sleek, crisp, calorie-free,

Though science says you're killing me, yet you do it softly. 

Unlike that of all the noise I face daily. 

You judge me not. 

You pick me up, most days around 2pm. 

Nothing artificial about that kinda sweetness. 

And today, diet Coke, when I forgot you in the freezer, you proved yet again, you are a loyal friend. 

No bursting had you done, though you were nearly a frozen one. 

Now so slushy, a perfected sip I take.

Ahhhhhhhh.  

My sanity thanks you.