My dear Michael, thank you for your talent, for the great influence you had on my life, for everything you were for me when I was a teenager. You filled my days with music, gave me strength, brought wonderful friends into my life. You inspired me to be better, to be creative and you were the reason I learnt English - I wanted to understand what you are singing about. You changed my life making it fuller and brighter.
They say you cannot love a person if you have never met them because you can't really know them. But we, your fans, know you. We know you through your songs, your performances, your concerts and interviews. We know you have a big, kind heart, you are generous, giving, loving, sensitive and vulnerable. Of course as any other person, you had your ups and downs, but I always was on your side.
My dear Michael, I refuse to believe that your heart has stopped, that you are gone, that this is the end of your dreams and your talent, the end of the legend. I hate the media for insisting you are dead, I hate those articles starting with dates of your life and going over your career, I hate people sharing this "sensational" news... I don't want to read or listen to these. You are not dead. You cannot be dead. You still have so many years ahead of you to create beautiful music, to fulfill dreams, to inspire and to touch people's hearts.
I refuse to believe that my dream of going to your concert one day and meeting you has to turn into a dream of visitng your grave. No, it can't be true. I refuse to say good bye. You will always be alive and I will just keep on dreaming..