You must a valid proof have shown my mind,
For it seems ending’s something I can’t choose.
We’re not quite functioning, and yet I find
Our possibility’s too great to lose.
Indebted, certainly, I am to you
For helping ease my blues this half a year.
If you still care, then I can see this through
And learn how to return the favor, dear.
No matter what the trouble here may be,
Always know less of you I’ll never think.
I hope I’ll help you as you did with me
And then return my pen to happy ink.
So though, of course, I’d love to have your time,
Just do your best, and know my heart is thine.