Breathe: A Michael Jackson Story

Prologue

I saw you from afar today.

Risking the last bit of courage left in the grasp of my fist, I made my way over to talk to you.

Your smile. Wow, that smile. I felt the sun get a little jealous, just because you got more attention than it.

Your eyes... I was mesmerized by them. They were pools of hypnotics, drugs I could not get enough of.

You spoke to me, and my legs felt like jelly.

I could not contain my joy when we had that first conversation.

I went home that afternoon smiling and singing a sweet tune...one that was all inspired by you.

I slept soundly that night, for the first time in weeks...all because of you.

You have no idea how much of an impact you have on me.

My sweet Soraya, mine you are, and mine you will be.