Sexy Michael

Michael, I can’t take my eyes off from you. I can’t be sated with you. I want toi so much. My l’amour to toi makes me suffer and at the same time I am satisfied with loving you. I am watching the court and I can’t believe that it’s all about you, my dear my Michael, my lover. For me toi are real, toi exist, toi continue living and my cœur, coeur is open for you. How much I wanna hug toi and Kiss you. I still feel your smell, your touch, your presence. toi are much plus close to me then even before. Our affinity still lasts and I am pleased.
I am watching This is it. toi are onstage and I am thinking...

I am very sorry that we didn’t have a chance to meet, my dear Michael. toi were definitely my man. I can see myself in you. toi are my reflection. I wonder how much we look alike in many things we do ou we think. My darling, it just hurts me to conceive that it’s too late even to hope for our meeting. Why have I found toi so late? How could I leave my dream to meet toi one jour that I had when I was a child, forget about toi and missed all your life until that horrible June in 2009? And now my mind is full of thoughts of you: every minute, every second. Strange, I have never felt somebody...