Michael, I cannot get over you. wewe are not the man that possible to get over at all. I got so close to wewe for the last two years. I have literally lived with wewe sharing your events, your joy and sorrows and inaonyesha to wewe my excitement, my admiration and my tears. wewe became another part of me. wewe got under my skin so I merged with wewe and I cannot live already without feeling wewe in me. It happens that I don’t sense space and time between us, everything fades away, and only wewe and I exist in the entire world. It seems that I am reaching wewe and I am able even to feel the warmth of your body. I devote my thoughts, my poems to wewe without getting your reaction back. But anyway, I feel our intimate connection. Everywhere I go, everything I do I still feel the presence of you. wewe seem to me the only one man I could live with and couldn’t do without. No matter how worn out I am, since wewe are with me my spirit lifts up easily. I upendo you.

Emotions, true, original emotions that’s what catch people. And you, my darling, opened wewe moyo and flew your emotions widely onstage. wewe carried me into your world of sweet dreams, spotlights, and sincere love. Your soul was so generous to share your excitement. And what I upendo when wewe perform. wewe are so much alive and possessed onstage that I can’t take my eyes off you. This is similar to sex, when wewe see your partner excited, watch his wild reaction wewe become zaidi emotional right back, then wewe and your partner merge as a whole and that where the real pleasure and bliss are. I can imagine what wewe were feeling while performing.