u/MagazineSpiritual636

It’s already June 25th here in Spain, and I cried the moment the clock struck midnight. I speak for all your fans when I say we love you, I speak for them when I say we will always believe in you. I became a fan when I was just a little kid, the moment I discovered who you were, when I was 6 years old, and now I’m 20. Your life was taken just as you were preparing to return to the stage, even though you really didn't want to, you wanted your children to see their father on stage, the place where you said you were happy, the place where you saw the joyful faces of the people watching you. I wish you were here to see it all. To see that nothing has changed regarding your fans' love; you are more alive than ever. As you were told back in 1988: "I assure you, that immortality will cradle you gently in its arms, and you will be forever known", and so it is. You were betrayed by many people, people you once thought were your friends. But here we are. Refuting all those fucking lies told by people who took advantage of your kindness. A person who suffered, a person who wanted to be happy. A person who needed genuine affection. An innocent person. A person who never spoke ill of anyone. A fucking angel. When I think of you, I don’t just think of the artist who revolutionized music, the man who defied gravity, or the voice that moved millions. I think of the human being who, away from the spotlight, possessed an immense heart, a heart capable of deeply feeling the pain of others, and of caring for children, nature, peace, and dreams of a better world. Those who love you remember not only the King of Pop, they remember an extraordinary human being who poured his soul into his art. They remember your shy smile, your eyes full of sensitivity, and that unique ability to convey emotions impossible to describe in words. They remember someone who, despite the hardships, never stopped believing in the power of love. After everything that happened in 1993, you didn't give up. You kept helping. You kept taking hits from all sides, but you never stopped helping. We love you, Michael. Always on your side.

It’s already June 25th here in Spain, and I cried the moment the clock struck midnight. I speak for all your fans when I say we love you, I speak for them when I say we will always believe in you. I became a fan when I was just a little kid, the moment I discovered who you were, when I was 6 years old, and now I’m 20. Your life was taken just as you were preparing to return to the stage, even though you really didn't want to, you wanted your children to see their father on stage, the place where you said you were happy, the place where you saw the joyful faces of the people watching you. I wish you were here to see it all. To see that nothing has changed regarding your fans' love; you are more alive than ever. As you were told back in 1988: "I assure you, that immortality will cradle you gently in its arms, and you will be forever known", and so it is. You were betrayed by many people, people you once thought were your friends. But here we are. Refuting all those fucking lies told by people who took advantage of your kindness. A person who suffered, a person who wanted to be happy. A person who needed genuine affection. An innocent person. A person who never spoke ill of anyone. A fucking angel. When I think of you, I don’t just think of the artist who revolutionized music, the man who defied gravity, or the voice that moved millions. I think of the human being who, away from the spotlight, possessed an immense heart, a heart capable of deeply feeling the pain of others, and of caring for children, nature, peace, and dreams of a better world. Those who love you remember not only the King of Pop, they remember an extraordinary human being who poured his soul into his art. They remember your shy smile, your eyes full of sensitivity, and that unique ability to convey emotions impossible to describe in words. They remember someone who, despite the hardships, never stopped believing in the power of love. After everything that happened in 1993, you didn't give up. You kept helping. You kept taking hits from all sides, but you never stopped helping. We love you, Michael. Always on your side.