I guess you could call this poetry...

Certain, dear

My one and only friend;

You are the one

I can rely on,

Confide in,

My only permanent state.

When all others have flickered, faded,

You alone remain.

You will never let me down.

Though I may not yet fall into your embrace,

I know you will always be there,

Waiting,

To catch me if I fall,

There, waiting, because falling is inevitable.

If I stray from this path,

I know you will be standing by,

At the end of this drawling, potholed road.

The one thing,

My dear,

I can promise;

I will meet you there one day.