Thanks for talking me off the ledge.

I carry your words and I try to keep

Them in mind so as to not go ahead.

I can't promise that I won't,

I wish I could, but I think

We both know it'd be a lie.

My joie de vivre is off on a hike,

My mind is being amorous with

The end, and I'm just too tired

To step into the ring to effectuate

Any sort of turn around right now.

But I think of you and the time

You always take for me even 

When I'm difficult in every way.

As to why you've not folded yet 

I'll never know, but thank you,

It's all I can say at the moment.

You're my truest friend, j't'aime.