First of all, no one knows when they're going to die or how.
Second of all, I'm not acting like a little boy. I'm acting like me. I hate vegetables. The smell, the feel, the taste. Make me want to throw up.
Third of all, you don't know that not eating them I'd going to kill me. You can get nutrients from other sources of food. Or vitamins. You don't have to eat vegetables to live. I'm sure there are people eating nothing but meat and are still alive. I eats lot of pasta and meat. I'm still alive. I don't have health problems. I don't see why you're so mad.

You say I could have a heart attack. You could have complications with diabetes. You could have a heart attack too. Anyone can have a heart attack.

Apparently I'm doing something right or I would have been dead a long time ago.

Yes I know. I'm 19. So are you. Soon to be anyways. You don't know what health problems either of us will have in the future but so far the only physical health problems either of us have is that you have diabetes. That's genetic though and nothing either of us can help.

I'm sorry you think I'm going to die sometime soon. I wish you'd trust my judgement.

Words float in the air.
Grab them if you want.
I can't shove them down your throat.

*What an intense stanza this is. I like how you worded this. Creates a good image. I like it*

A promise of
eighty-nine years rings in my ears.

*I'd change this to "rings throughout my ears" That seems to flow better*

Eighty-nine years.

*I like how you repeated this. It makes this poem so personal and I can really feel how important this promise is to you. I liked this poem. It was simple but you message is so powerful. I think you did a great job with writing this and I love your title. Keep it up. Nik*

I have to admit that I can't really grasp the meaning behind but I'm not saying that I didn't like this, in fact, I actually really like how it appears to be simple yet holds a stronger and larger meaning behind it. It really intrigues me and I find myself reading this over and over again. 5/5!