Dear Michael,
It's been six years since I wrote down my last birthday letter to you. I failed to be consistent in publishing my yearly sentiments in this book specifically but I am confident to tell you that there's not a year that I haven't remembered the magic of August 29th. Meeting you was truly a life changing experience as if the heavens made a unalterable contract for my soul to spend its entire life and purpose stitched in your strong passion and unparalleled creativity. The innocence that I once carried as a child was instantly attached into your strong yet delicate aura. There are a lot of unanswered questions living inside my mind that adults around me will just hand out a convenient answer to tame my curiosity. I wasn't contented at all and part of me doesn't subscribe to all the derogatory remarks revolving around your name. Time passed by and I knew better. I could see how much willpower you gave into this world to abolish the impurity dominating this physical world and through your craftsmanship honed out of love and dedication you broke down barriers and at the same time I could see how people are way too dedicated to destroy your name in this time and age. It is a heartbreaking reality to witness how lies are being distributed conveniently and how disrespect is being painted from left to right for the sake of a piece of attention. These acts are inhumane and unkind and nobody deserves to bear them for the rest of their life most especially you Michael. Your resilience is inspiring yet it's too exploited. You are too kind for this evil world.
I believe that the kindness you made will outweigh the existence of immorality. The influence you left in this world will forever remain and be passed down from generations to generations as long as people embrace the seed you've planted; and I am one of them. The spark that you've lit through my body, heart and soul kept me warm throughout the years although I am constantly yearning for your presence and I've wasted some nights drowning myself into unrealistic thoughts and endless possibilities on what you could've have in this lifetime still gave me somehow unexplainable joy and curb this loneliness of mine. Michael, I will always be grateful that I've met you in this lifetime. Millions of words cannot explain the captivating sphere that you've created for me that constantly fuels my soul to become a better person in a world where the powerful figures push you to the precipice. I wish you knew how much I love you. You have my beating heart and I will always come home to you.
You are my home.
Much Love,
Germaine
♡
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August 29
Non-Fictionmy yearly birthday messages to my one and only beloved applehead | ©typicaljackson 2016 [Michael Joseph Jackson was born on August 29,1958,at 7:33 pm, in Saint Mary's Mercy Hospital,Third Floor,exactly in Room 207]