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.
My sanity thanks you.