I woke up, seeing my handsome fiance laying his head on my chest, both of us still not wearing any clothes from the previous night. I was so happy to be home. I could finally see my baby smile, hear him speak, feel his touch. I'm home.
Michael woke up as I started to lightly stroke his hair. He looked up at me and smiled. God, that new smile of his. "Good morning, future Mrs. Jackson" "Haha, good morning current Mr. Jackson." We shared a kiss then just laid in bed for a while talking. Talking about how excited we are to get married and how we already want to make decisions. We made an agreement to start today. There was a silence between us for a few minutes that I just had to break. "I love you, Michael." I whispered into his ear. I then placed a kiss on his forehead. "I love you more." He adjusted himself so he could lay ontop and look down on me.
Michael flashed that breathtakingly new smile I just can't get over. I pulled his face closer to mine so I could kiss his soft warm lips. I let him go then watched him go to his side of the bed to grab his underwear. I laid on my left side, watching him get up and open the blinds to the bedroom balcony doors. The sun's rays hit Michael's face so perfectly. I smiled as I watched him walk to the balcony rail and gesture for me to come to him. I grab a bed sheet and wrapped it around my body even though all I had on was my bra and underwear. As I walked towards Michael, he stepped aside so I could stand infront of him with Michael standing against me from behind, wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on my right shoulder.
We stood outside and looked at the beautiful view of the sun rising. It was so amazing, it was almost unrealistic. "The sunrise is almost as beautiful as you, sweetheart." said Michael. I giggled and continued watching the gorgeous scene.
*12 Hours Later*
"Well, when do you think we should get married? I think that's what we need to figure out now since we know who we will invite and everything else." I asked. Michael and I sat on the bed across from each other with the computer, paper and a pencil so we could write everything important and look up anything we were curious about. "How about.......May 5th? That's the day officially met again and had our first, well, everything." "That sounds excellent! Perfect! So we'll marry on May 5th 1988 and it's now June 2nd. That's enough time." We shared a smile then I took the computer to look up something. I wanted to look up a dress image for myself.
"Should we marry in a church, Taylor?" "Um...well, I always thought it was romantic to do that but we don't have to. Do you want to?" It really didn't matter to me because I either wanted to marry Michael outside or inside a church. "We can do a church. It's better to do it that way so we can have God as our witness." said Michael. I could tell we were both clearly excited! I bet Michael wishes our wedding was tomorrow. As I typed on the computer, Michael came towards me and laid his head on my lap. I don't blame him for wanting to lay down. It's 9:00 o'clock at night and we have been working at this for five hours.
"Is my baby getting sleepy?" I asked. "No. I just wanted to lay here so I can look up to an angel from heaven." I looked down from the computer to Michael and smiled. I then placed my hand under his chin and leaned downwards to give him a quick peck on the lips. I smiled into the kiss and I felt that Michael did the same. I then looked at him again and poked his nose. "Boop! I poke you nose!" We giggled and Michael then sat up and kissed my cheek. "I'll be back, hon. I'm going to go take a shower. I won't be long." "Okay, Michael"
As I took the advantage of Michael being away, I started finding everything that was absolutely perfect! I found the right dress, the right mini lace jacket, all the way down to the jewelry. I saved all the images and information in the favorites file. Just as I turned off the computer and put it under the bed, I layed back in bed and closed my eyes. Not even a few minutes later, I heard a big thud in the bathroom. Then I heard Michael. "AHHH!! FUCK!!!! TAYLOR, HELP ME!!!!!!" I rushed into the bathroom to find Michael. . . . .
Michael woke up as I started to lightly stroke his hair. He looked up at me and smiled. God, that new smile of his. "Good morning, future Mrs. Jackson" "Haha, good morning current Mr. Jackson." We shared a kiss then just laid in bed for a while talking. Talking about how excited we are to get married and how we already want to make decisions. We made an agreement to start today. There was a silence between us for a few minutes that I just had to break. "I love you, Michael." I whispered into his ear. I then placed a kiss on his forehead. "I love you more." He adjusted himself so he could lay ontop and look down on me.
Michael flashed that breathtakingly new smile I just can't get over. I pulled his face closer to mine so I could kiss his soft warm lips. I let him go then watched him go to his side of the bed to grab his underwear. I laid on my left side, watching him get up and open the blinds to the bedroom balcony doors. The sun's rays hit Michael's face so perfectly. I smiled as I watched him walk to the balcony rail and gesture for me to come to him. I grab a bed sheet and wrapped it around my body even though all I had on was my bra and underwear. As I walked towards Michael, he stepped aside so I could stand infront of him with Michael standing against me from behind, wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on my right shoulder.
We stood outside and looked at the beautiful view of the sun rising. It was so amazing, it was almost unrealistic. "The sunrise is almost as beautiful as you, sweetheart." said Michael. I giggled and continued watching the gorgeous scene.
*12 Hours Later*
"Well, when do you think we should get married? I think that's what we need to figure out now since we know who we will invite and everything else." I asked. Michael and I sat on the bed across from each other with the computer, paper and a pencil so we could write everything important and look up anything we were curious about. "How about.......May 5th? That's the day officially met again and had our first, well, everything." "That sounds excellent! Perfect! So we'll marry on May 5th 1988 and it's now June 2nd. That's enough time." We shared a smile then I took the computer to look up something. I wanted to look up a dress image for myself.
"Should we marry in a church, Taylor?" "Um...well, I always thought it was romantic to do that but we don't have to. Do you want to?" It really didn't matter to me because I either wanted to marry Michael outside or inside a church. "We can do a church. It's better to do it that way so we can have God as our witness." said Michael. I could tell we were both clearly excited! I bet Michael wishes our wedding was tomorrow. As I typed on the computer, Michael came towards me and laid his head on my lap. I don't blame him for wanting to lay down. It's 9:00 o'clock at night and we have been working at this for five hours.
"Is my baby getting sleepy?" I asked. "No. I just wanted to lay here so I can look up to an angel from heaven." I looked down from the computer to Michael and smiled. I then placed my hand under his chin and leaned downwards to give him a quick peck on the lips. I smiled into the kiss and I felt that Michael did the same. I then looked at him again and poked his nose. "Boop! I poke you nose!" We giggled and Michael then sat up and kissed my cheek. "I'll be back, hon. I'm going to go take a shower. I won't be long." "Okay, Michael"
As I took the advantage of Michael being away, I started finding everything that was absolutely perfect! I found the right dress, the right mini lace jacket, all the way down to the jewelry. I saved all the images and information in the favorites file. Just as I turned off the computer and put it under the bed, I layed back in bed and closed my eyes. Not even a few minutes later, I heard a big thud in the bathroom. Then I heard Michael. "AHHH!! FUCK!!!! TAYLOR, HELP ME!!!!!!" I rushed into the bathroom to find Michael. . . . .
The Michael Jackson estate is tired of waiting for Lloyd's of London to pay out on the $17.5 million "This Is it" insurance policy -- so they're going after Lloyd's in court ... demanding they pay up, stat.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether by homicide or not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Lloyd's of London originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether by homicide or not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
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.