Thursday, June 25, 2009

Dear Michael Jackson,


Today you died at the young age of 50. My first thoughts were: not Michael, he's untouchable....god, I'm old.....followed by nothing but tears.

While I'm sure some of those tears were postpartum hormones getting the best of me. Some of those tears were real. They were for you.

I am sad that you are no longer on this earth as dear MJ. You were the embodiment of all things wonderfully eighties. Of my troubled childhood during good moments. Of everything so badass that no one could stand it.

You were so beautiful. But then, we corrupted you. Our insatiable desire to know everything about you, to just literally have a piece of you, ripped you and your boy heart to pieces. You didn't really know how to pick those pieces up and put them back together coherently. So, you just pieced yourself together the best you could, while we all watched, with our magnifying glass, aghast at your transformations.

Michael, I'm sure that you are in a better place right now, but you are also dearly missed.

I don't know what you've done artistically in the last ten years. But what you did before that, I will never forget. Neither will the world. Because, We are The World.

You are a beautiful shining star. So bright, so light, so forever.

I love you Michael Jackson.

May you find the peace you never had.

3 comments:

ambrella said...

I am totally crying right now. I totally feel the same. Thank you for putting it into words.

lindsay said...

Your words gave me goosebumps!

Renata said...

like someone said yesterday...You will be missed MJ, but alas, you were gone many years ago...