"It feels so nice to have some time to myself." Michael thought. He had had his hands tied due to a recent death in the family; he was in charge of most of the funeral preparations & on top of that, he hadn't been feeling too well lately. But today was different, it was the first time in nearly two weeks that he could leave his apartment for some personal time. Little did he know where that "personal time" was going to take him today.
It was going on eleven when Michael arrived at the kiosk, & ordered a large black coffee. As he was waiting, Michael noticed a young woman sitting alone three booths down. She was very beautiful, but also had a very solemn mood about her. Michael could not stop staring at her as she sat there so primly & poised. He wrestled with himself over what to say to her, but before he could decide, he found himself walking in her direction. Anxiety swelled in his mind & he briefly stopped after a few steps. Michael could feel his heart beating furiously & as he resumed pace, he felt almost unable to breathe. But still, the beautiful woman was pulling him in...
Part Two to follow
It was going on eleven when Michael arrived at the kiosk, & ordered a large black coffee. As he was waiting, Michael noticed a young woman sitting alone three booths down. She was very beautiful, but also had a very solemn mood about her. Michael could not stop staring at her as she sat there so primly & poised. He wrestled with himself over what to say to her, but before he could decide, he found himself walking in her direction. Anxiety swelled in his mind & he briefly stopped after a few steps. Michael could feel his heart beating furiously & as he resumed pace, he felt almost unable to breathe. But still, the beautiful woman was pulling him in...
Part Two to follow
Can I ask you why
when I look at you
I hear birds sing
and see alot of angle In sky?
can I ask you why
when My heart is lonely
my love for you becomes the only
, let it beat with dreams are so lovely
and I see Moon and sun walking togther
through the sky
can I ask you why
when I hear your voice
the stars become so near
, I am not fear
no tears to cry
And My soul wants to fly
to touch to the sky?
can I ask you why
I feel your hand in my hand
when I have to fight
throught the dark night
then you turned the dark to moonlight?
can ask I you why
every hurt I feel
you come to heal?
I'll reply for
cause I have love for you
I never felt it before
but now I feel it more
cause It likes the rainbow
through the rainy day
,a magcial dream
through nightmare
and that love is enough for me
when I look at you
I hear birds sing
and see alot of angle In sky?
can I ask you why
when My heart is lonely
my love for you becomes the only
, let it beat with dreams are so lovely
and I see Moon and sun walking togther
through the sky
can I ask you why
when I hear your voice
the stars become so near
, I am not fear
no tears to cry
And My soul wants to fly
to touch to the sky?
can I ask you why
I feel your hand in my hand
when I have to fight
throught the dark night
then you turned the dark to moonlight?
can ask I you why
every hurt I feel
you come to heal?
I'll reply for
cause I have love for you
I never felt it before
but now I feel it more
cause It likes the rainbow
through the rainy day
,a magcial dream
through nightmare
and that love is enough for me
I would really be inspired to see less cursing, and more L.O.V.E. Just lovely words. Inspiring words. I know all of you are very beautiful and kind people, but I really think the cursing needs to stop. I see we're all human, and all humans have moments of cursing, but it's still called human to limit it. May we all take a vow to utterly limit the cursing and wrong words... ? :)
I love Michael and i will always love him.
But I am sad when I see pictures of him when he was child, and I seeing my gallery with pictures of Michael, I see the progression as an artist but also physically, it's impossible don't repair.
When I see their worst times, he doesn't saw when should have stopped.
He was beautiful when he was black,but he was an artist, the best i ever seen.
But there were times when his face seemed so bad,but he did not realized that.
I try always see the black michael , beautiful, in white michael, with all the operations. it's very hard, and impossile. But inside he is the same person, forever.
He suffered so much from his skin disease, some people did not understand at all, he could not avoid.(...)
I love you anyway.
But I am sad when I see pictures of him when he was child, and I seeing my gallery with pictures of Michael, I see the progression as an artist but also physically, it's impossible don't repair.
When I see their worst times, he doesn't saw when should have stopped.
He was beautiful when he was black,but he was an artist, the best i ever seen.
But there were times when his face seemed so bad,but he did not realized that.
I try always see the black michael , beautiful, in white michael, with all the operations. it's very hard, and impossile. But inside he is the same person, forever.
He suffered so much from his skin disease, some people did not understand at all, he could not avoid.(...)
I love you anyway.