But Michael Jackson's death is like a kick in the guts for me. I keep hoping it's some sort of sick hoax. That he wanted to pull a disappearing act, and just vanish. I feel as if I have lost a part of me. I think about him, and I cry.
I believed him when he said he did nothing untoward with children. He loved children, and I don't mean carnally. He loved all children, because he was still childlike himself.
I'll miss you, Michael. Your death has left a painful hole in my heart, and has left the world a much sadder and darker place.
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