Still Talking MJ

I was supposed to write some things that happened last week but I decided against it because I don't want to revisit that memory. Instead I'm still going to talk MJ. Last night I watched MJ's memorial service. It was one of the saddest things I saw. I actually cried which is a feat in itself because I'm not the type who cries easily.

I still can't let him go. Someone that important shouldn't die. Can somebody explain to me why couldn't Fred Durst die instead of MJ?

I wish someone sang "She's Out of My Life" though. I think it's one of the best songs he ever came up with. But no rendition will ever be good enough because he sang that song with so much heart in it.

Oh, MJ.