oh how i feel. guys, i know i dont post so much but how i need you right now. i come here every day and i need you all, you give me strength even when i lurk. im sorry for not being so active in making actual posts as i should. i also apologise for how this is going to be written. its my thoughts now and a call for support i guess. i hope to do the same for you all as best i can now.
posting from my ds browser. i saw This Is It tonight. I went with some friends. we arrived early, lining up and passing the time by talking, cheering and keeping spirits high as some led us all in our line to celebrate michael. waiting to see him again. to be brought closer and hear him again. it was a special atmosphere, carnival-like. god i miss you, mike. the film did not disappoint. it was oh so special and how we enjoyed it. he was there for us again, giving us the joy and love, messages and hope we know so well from him. we laughed as he joked, how we laughed. he did again what he wanted, when he said he wanted to take us to a place we'd never been before. he always knew how and took us there in a new way every time. seeing him in these last moments, enjoying precious moments with those around him and being the person he is i couldnt help but smile a true smile, a rare one now.
a bittersweet smile for it is one enclosed within sleepless nights, sorrow, fears and longing. for the one always there for me, always loving me no matter what as we followers did for him - he is gone now. like you have all said in the other thread, it is impossible to just ''get over'' him.
throughout this film tonight i shed tears, unending tears. all of us there did. for some it may be the first time, and for still others like us an experience well known. well known by these faces of ours so well travelled by tears. tears of joy and tears of grief. an unforgettable film that i can hold dear.
afterwards my friends took me home, where i ignored all else and came straight to bed, hoping to be able to sleep but knowing it to be unachievable now. i am encompassed by so much as i lay here and imagine. daydreaming in the dead of night, at 3:31am. encompassed by fears, wishes, tears, love lost and grief. these feelings we all feel. as i lay here i have no mouth and i must scream, wishing for a mysterious stranger to come and offer me a red pill that could make me wake up and find this all to be a terrible nightmare. wake and find that he is still there, for himself, his kids and us. so we could express our love for him more and he for us. wake to more new sightings, more curls, more new songs to give us joy and happiness, songs of love, songs of pain, songs of hope, songs of protest, songs singing of another world being possible. the hope for that world, free of oppression and petty greed. but no longer, he is gone now and his legacy left to us. that new world he never got to see, the world he deserved and fought for, for all of us. i fear that i, too, will never see it
but i cannot wake, nor can sleep be had. i feel so alone and so far from you, others like me with this connection to mike. i wish i could gather with you, god how i wish it. how i need it. i feel like part of me is dead and gone away. i love him as do we all, but what am i to do? i thought things were getting better but its never trulygoing to heal. this wound i take to my grave. i just need you, MJJC, to help me avoid digging this grave early, by myself.
our world feels unbearable without him now.
posting from my ds browser. i saw This Is It tonight. I went with some friends. we arrived early, lining up and passing the time by talking, cheering and keeping spirits high as some led us all in our line to celebrate michael. waiting to see him again. to be brought closer and hear him again. it was a special atmosphere, carnival-like. god i miss you, mike. the film did not disappoint. it was oh so special and how we enjoyed it. he was there for us again, giving us the joy and love, messages and hope we know so well from him. we laughed as he joked, how we laughed. he did again what he wanted, when he said he wanted to take us to a place we'd never been before. he always knew how and took us there in a new way every time. seeing him in these last moments, enjoying precious moments with those around him and being the person he is i couldnt help but smile a true smile, a rare one now.
a bittersweet smile for it is one enclosed within sleepless nights, sorrow, fears and longing. for the one always there for me, always loving me no matter what as we followers did for him - he is gone now. like you have all said in the other thread, it is impossible to just ''get over'' him.
throughout this film tonight i shed tears, unending tears. all of us there did. for some it may be the first time, and for still others like us an experience well known. well known by these faces of ours so well travelled by tears. tears of joy and tears of grief. an unforgettable film that i can hold dear.
afterwards my friends took me home, where i ignored all else and came straight to bed, hoping to be able to sleep but knowing it to be unachievable now. i am encompassed by so much as i lay here and imagine. daydreaming in the dead of night, at 3:31am. encompassed by fears, wishes, tears, love lost and grief. these feelings we all feel. as i lay here i have no mouth and i must scream, wishing for a mysterious stranger to come and offer me a red pill that could make me wake up and find this all to be a terrible nightmare. wake and find that he is still there, for himself, his kids and us. so we could express our love for him more and he for us. wake to more new sightings, more curls, more new songs to give us joy and happiness, songs of love, songs of pain, songs of hope, songs of protest, songs singing of another world being possible. the hope for that world, free of oppression and petty greed. but no longer, he is gone now and his legacy left to us. that new world he never got to see, the world he deserved and fought for, for all of us. i fear that i, too, will never see it
but i cannot wake, nor can sleep be had. i feel so alone and so far from you, others like me with this connection to mike. i wish i could gather with you, god how i wish it. how i need it. i feel like part of me is dead and gone away. i love him as do we all, but what am i to do? i thought things were getting better but its never trulygoing to heal. this wound i take to my grave. i just need you, MJJC, to help me avoid digging this grave early, by myself.
our world feels unbearable without him now.