For One More Day

recently
i've read this book
For One More Day
by this handsome writer
with this cunning wit
lol i love it

but really
this book makes me
ponder and think and wonder
what would become of
me
once i lost my loved ones
do i
shrivel like dead leaves, or
move on like a moving ship, or
harden inside like a cocoon?

i know which i should
but
can i?