I'm sorry.
I'm not going with you.
I'm not letting go.
Someday,
I'll have an apartment.
With candles.
And it'll always smell nice.
I'll have an ugly cute cat,
Named Midousuji.
I'll go on adventures,
I won't have to be alone.
I'll have some one to say
"Welcome home".
I'll paint the kitchen yellow,
Well maybe not yellow.
But a happy, bright color,
All the same.
I'll make tons of food,
And have waffles every Friday.
I'll sew pretty dresses,
And wear them everywhere.
I'll write great stories,
My heros and heroines will be relatable.
Loved, even.
I'll get rich,
I'll play those stocks like a guitar solo.
I'll teach the world to read,
So everyone can learn whatever they want.
I'm going to travel,
Learn everything I can.
I'm going to make a difference,
I'm going to be happy,
I'm going to live.
Death,
I'm sorry,
I'm not going to die.
I have so much to do still.
That's why I'm going to beat this.
Goodbye for now, death.
