June 24th, 2009
For a week, I've been trying to register all of this. I've been trying desperately. A regular person you may be, I just can't get it through my head you are an international pop star. You want to take me to see the world, but could we do that without causing a ruckus? I don't want to be yelled at by paparazzi and blinded by their cameras. I don't want to be mobbed by your fans. You come with so much noise. That is not your fault. This is the path that God gave you in this life. He gave me an ordinary one. I prefer it that way. My life is quiet and I enjoy that.
I do like you, Michael. Much more than I want, which is why it is so difficult for me to say no. I want you and I to work out, but how can we? We have two different lives. I won't hear from you for weeks when you are traveling the world. I don't live in London or California. You have three children. Michael, that's a huge deal. I am not fit to be a mother. That has to be a deal breaker for you, I'm sure.
I'm sorry, Michael, but the answer is no. We just aren't made for each other. I wish we were. Maybe in another lifetime.
Goodbye,
Elaine xo
YOU ARE READING
With Love ◛ Michael Jackson
FanfictionAfter the death of an aspiring writer's mother, she sends letters to her void address to cope. But what she doesn't know is the address is occupied and that her letters have been read by someone else until he writes back. This Is It era Black female...
