Missing you, Michael :-(

It seems that the world has finally given some love to Michael. I say this in the light of the eventful one year that has just passed after the Legend left us forever. There has not been a single day without touching a news or memoir on MJ ever since the black day that I lament. To love and to do things in memory of a lost beloved is sensible I agree, but wouldn't loving and understanding him when he was alive be the best we could ever have gifted him? The past is gone yeah, I know but I just wanted to turn it inside out again...With all these movie productions, album re-releases, memoirs, dedications and television broadcasts of his music and what nots ushering incessantly, I think that Michael must now be smiling; and I really hope he'd always be. He was a Man who exuded blood through his music, instead of tears for all the scandals and accusations. I do not want to meddle with the truth of the things that I as his distant listener have heard and known. Good or not whether these thoughts are, I really don't know. I ponder on this because the world had indeed once failed to give him all this, while he lived and loved to live. I, as a girl who grew all my years up listening to him, attached so sentimentally and emotionally to his music, wish to imagine how elated and affirmed he as a Person- and not just as a Classic Musician- would have felt, had he then received half of the love as of now, rather than half of the monetary gains that his all-time-hits bag now.. And it is then I ask with a sigh, why is it always that we fail to see the worth of a person while he is with us, and only start paining over his loss when it's too late to be undone? Michael Jackson is irreplaceable and the void is felt so badly...But I assert its true: he still lives- through his moon-walking music, our memories, and the love I had for him unsaid...

I miss you, and I love you, Michael...


 This song of yours, I sing for you...

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me

Ben, you're always running here and there
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go

I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"

Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben...