jenny*
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To give the fans and Michael a change to say goodbye we were allowed to travel back in time or were stuck in a sort of timelock.
Just this once we could see Michael and he could see us.
Thousands of people were in the stadium, i was standing on the front row behind what seemed like a big lamp.
My view wasnt that great because the lamp was in the way, it was shining on Michael.
It was overwhelming, and we all knew that Michael would die after this and yet the atmosphere was good, full of love.
He looked great, like the way he looked during the Bad era (including the jacket).
Suddenly everyone seemed to be moving towards a parkinglot nearby but instead of thousands there were only a few hundred left.
Michael arrived with a lot of SUV’s with dark windows, the fans had to gather behind a fence.
Security picked people that were allowed over the fence and the rest got a hand a a greeting from Michael.
I chose to step aside from the group and looked at the scene from a distance, i was close to his car, all by myself.
Michael was very kind and sweet for everyone, photo’s, hugs and sweet words were shared.
He seemed to be doing this on auto-pilot but was very approachable and was surrounded by the love of his fans.
When he walked back to his car i called him: ‘Michael Michael, can i give you a hug’.
He stopped, looked at me and allowed me to come, i walked towards him and he spread his arms and i spread mine.
At first the hug was difficult because of the jacket he was wearing.
All of a sudden he looked like he did the last years, he no longer looked like he did in the Bad era.
Then we were able to hug and it was sweet and soft, he was somewhat smaller than me so i had to bend a little but he gave me a hug with his entire body.
Later we were still holding each other but a little more loose than before and i gave him a kiss on his cheek, very softly...and i told him i love him.
All this time he didnt say a word, there was only bodylanguage.
After that kiss he looked at me intensely.
He didnt say a word but that look toldme more than a 1000 words, he clearly gave me a message: ‘Smile though your heart is aching’...
He does not want to see me sad, he wants me to smile, carrying his message to the world.
It was very clear what he meant to tell me, this is not a goodbye but a ‘see you again’.
When we let go of each other i turned my back on him and walked away crying intensely.
Michael was not allowed to see my tears, he wants to see me smile.
I did not turn around to look at him, i wanted to keep this beautiful memory and couldnt stand the thought of seeing him leave so i decided to leave myself.
I could not say goodbye, this was no farewell but a ‘see you again’.
‘See you Michael, see you in heaven’.
Just this once we could see Michael and he could see us.
Thousands of people were in the stadium, i was standing on the front row behind what seemed like a big lamp.
My view wasnt that great because the lamp was in the way, it was shining on Michael.
It was overwhelming, and we all knew that Michael would die after this and yet the atmosphere was good, full of love.
He looked great, like the way he looked during the Bad era (including the jacket).
Suddenly everyone seemed to be moving towards a parkinglot nearby but instead of thousands there were only a few hundred left.
Michael arrived with a lot of SUV’s with dark windows, the fans had to gather behind a fence.
Security picked people that were allowed over the fence and the rest got a hand a a greeting from Michael.
I chose to step aside from the group and looked at the scene from a distance, i was close to his car, all by myself.
Michael was very kind and sweet for everyone, photo’s, hugs and sweet words were shared.
He seemed to be doing this on auto-pilot but was very approachable and was surrounded by the love of his fans.
When he walked back to his car i called him: ‘Michael Michael, can i give you a hug’.
He stopped, looked at me and allowed me to come, i walked towards him and he spread his arms and i spread mine.
At first the hug was difficult because of the jacket he was wearing.
All of a sudden he looked like he did the last years, he no longer looked like he did in the Bad era.
Then we were able to hug and it was sweet and soft, he was somewhat smaller than me so i had to bend a little but he gave me a hug with his entire body.
Later we were still holding each other but a little more loose than before and i gave him a kiss on his cheek, very softly...and i told him i love him.
All this time he didnt say a word, there was only bodylanguage.
After that kiss he looked at me intensely.
He didnt say a word but that look toldme more than a 1000 words, he clearly gave me a message: ‘Smile though your heart is aching’...
He does not want to see me sad, he wants me to smile, carrying his message to the world.
It was very clear what he meant to tell me, this is not a goodbye but a ‘see you again’.
When we let go of each other i turned my back on him and walked away crying intensely.
Michael was not allowed to see my tears, he wants to see me smile.
I did not turn around to look at him, i wanted to keep this beautiful memory and couldnt stand the thought of seeing him leave so i decided to leave myself.
I could not say goodbye, this was no farewell but a ‘see you again’.
‘See you Michael, see you in heaven’.
