Saying goodbyes are always hard. You hug a little tighter, smell a little deeper, attempt to commit the feel of the person to your memory. You want time to stop, but it can’t and you know it can’t. You know that you have to go on. So you cling on for a moment, and press your lips to their cheek and murmur, “I’ll see you when I see you.”
You see, my problem is, I never even managed to say goodbye. Which is not only hurting me - it's killing me! And you know what makes me more depressed? The fact that Michael Jackson died. I remember very vividly how I found out. It was in the middle of the night and I was chatting with Cassie. I was upset about the whole 'not-being-able-to-say-goodbye' situation when suddenly Cassie IM-ed me saying, "MICHAEL JACKSON IS DEAD".
At first, I thought it was false rumours. And that by tomorrow, some reporter will say, "Our bad... he's still alive!". I mean, how could MJ die? He could never die. He was practically immortal in my eyes! But he did. And it took me two days to finally accept his death. May his soul rest in peace and every condolense to his family. God bless.
Michael Jackson will forever be the King of Pop. He earned that title. No one can ever sound like him, no one can ever move like him, no one will ever BE Michael Jackson. He was a beautiful soul and his music will live on forever! Sure, there was a lot of controversy, but I honestly believe that he was not a bad person. I am always in awe whenever I see him move, and his songs never fail to entertain me. He was better than the best. He was an icon. He was a legend. He was PHENOMENAL.
No one is a better performer than Michael Jackson.
1 comment:
Didn't realise it was you Elida!
FOLLOWING YOU NOW OMGSH. :D
I was seriously shocked and sad at Michael Jackson's passing. I play his songs in the office where I work (work experience)
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