If today was my last day on earth, I would tell no one for the reason of not hurting them, I'd call "her" and tell her that through all games, fights and hurt, she was the one, and to live life to her potential. I'd sit with my brother and tell him to seriously listen to me when I tell him that he is the only one who can hold himself back in this life. I'd cry, not because of death, but because of the life I did not live and dream. I would write one sentence. It would come to me instinctively what that one sentence would be. It would be a quote, one that would describe all my ideals. And when that moment came, when God and Satan put the cards on the table to see who got me, I'd palm an ace and put it in God's hand, smirk at Satan and kick Death in the shin. No one chooses where you go, only you.