WeAreTheWorld
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I'm sorry, I just needed to get this off my chest. I don't expect anyone to read it all.
I just can't live without him. There is no way in this world that I can survive without him. No way.
And that is exactly why I wont.
No, I'm not talking about suicide. Just as much as I know that I can't breath without him, I know that there's no way that I'm gonna end my breathing because of him. I know that the last thing he'd wanted would be for anyone to get hurt because of him. But I just can't live without him. A world without his music, or seeing his face (even if it just is on screen) or hearing his voice is no world I would want to be a part of. Or can be a part of. Therefore I'm going to keep on listening to his music, keep on spreading it and keep on loving it.
Because I will always love him. Yes, I'm very young, but he's been in my life for too long and saved me too many times for me to let go of him. Maybe when I'm 35 and have children, a carrier, a husband and a house of my own, he will no longer have this massive part of my heart. But I doubt it.
So where am I getting with this?
See, I want to listen to his music. I want to love it again, I want it to make me happy. But I just couldn't, until just now. These last couple of days I've tried to listen to his music, but it only made things worse. I began crying, shaking... having panic attacks.
The pain somehow grew even bigger. But still I just couldn't shake of that need to hear him, that longing for his voice. Then suddenly today, I was listening to music on my phone, avoiding any Michael-songs just like I've begun doing, when I saw "Will you be there" and I pressed play. I thought I was gonna start screaming and crying again, but when the song began playing I just started smiling. Sure, the pain was there and so where the tears after a few minutes. But I smiled, I actually smiled. I suddenly pictured him sitting there in front of me singing. Somehow it felt like he actually WAS there. I'd like to think that he was.
And it made me smile. I saw him, and I actually felt him with me, and it HELPED. I may be crazy, but the thought of him being there is so comforting somehow.
Somehow it made me think that the fact that he's no longer here physically makes it possible for him to always be present... spiritually. It's crazy, I know. But it made me smile. Suddenly I could feel a bit closer to him again.
We all have our ways of dealing with stuff, and this is mine. I might be out of my mind, but in that case I just have to keep on being so. Because as I said there's no way I'm living without him.
This doesn't mean that I'm saying that I'm over it all yet. On the contrary, it's all just getting worse by every day that passes. The pain's just growing and God knows how long it will be before I can stop hurting. But this is something good anyway.
Because in all my pain and grief I would really love to be able to listen to his music. I would really want to be able to get into that "Michael-world" and isolate myself when it's all getting so unbearable that I just can't take it.
I need it, especially now, when everything else is going to hell.
I know it all sounds crazy, but anything that's got something to do with Michael that brings me even the faintest glimpse of happiness right now, is something that I'm going to grasp and hold on to for dear life. Because I can't live without him, I really can't. And I don't want to either.
Now that's my way of dealing with things. I would very much like to hear about y'alls.
I just can't live without him. There is no way in this world that I can survive without him. No way.
And that is exactly why I wont.
No, I'm not talking about suicide. Just as much as I know that I can't breath without him, I know that there's no way that I'm gonna end my breathing because of him. I know that the last thing he'd wanted would be for anyone to get hurt because of him. But I just can't live without him. A world without his music, or seeing his face (even if it just is on screen) or hearing his voice is no world I would want to be a part of. Or can be a part of. Therefore I'm going to keep on listening to his music, keep on spreading it and keep on loving it.
Because I will always love him. Yes, I'm very young, but he's been in my life for too long and saved me too many times for me to let go of him. Maybe when I'm 35 and have children, a carrier, a husband and a house of my own, he will no longer have this massive part of my heart. But I doubt it.
So where am I getting with this?
See, I want to listen to his music. I want to love it again, I want it to make me happy. But I just couldn't, until just now. These last couple of days I've tried to listen to his music, but it only made things worse. I began crying, shaking... having panic attacks.
The pain somehow grew even bigger. But still I just couldn't shake of that need to hear him, that longing for his voice. Then suddenly today, I was listening to music on my phone, avoiding any Michael-songs just like I've begun doing, when I saw "Will you be there" and I pressed play. I thought I was gonna start screaming and crying again, but when the song began playing I just started smiling. Sure, the pain was there and so where the tears after a few minutes. But I smiled, I actually smiled. I suddenly pictured him sitting there in front of me singing. Somehow it felt like he actually WAS there. I'd like to think that he was.
And it made me smile. I saw him, and I actually felt him with me, and it HELPED. I may be crazy, but the thought of him being there is so comforting somehow.
Somehow it made me think that the fact that he's no longer here physically makes it possible for him to always be present... spiritually. It's crazy, I know. But it made me smile. Suddenly I could feel a bit closer to him again.
We all have our ways of dealing with stuff, and this is mine. I might be out of my mind, but in that case I just have to keep on being so. Because as I said there's no way I'm living without him.
This doesn't mean that I'm saying that I'm over it all yet. On the contrary, it's all just getting worse by every day that passes. The pain's just growing and God knows how long it will be before I can stop hurting. But this is something good anyway.
Because in all my pain and grief I would really love to be able to listen to his music. I would really want to be able to get into that "Michael-world" and isolate myself when it's all getting so unbearable that I just can't take it.
I need it, especially now, when everything else is going to hell.
I know it all sounds crazy, but anything that's got something to do with Michael that brings me even the faintest glimpse of happiness right now, is something that I'm going to grasp and hold on to for dear life. Because I can't live without him, I really can't. And I don't want to either.
Now that's my way of dealing with things. I would very much like to hear about y'alls.
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