Just One Day With You Seems Like A Lifetime (Michael Jackson Love Story)

I had always been blessed with lovely dreams. Dreams of my favorite person in the world. Michael Jackson. Sometimes it felt as if he were really there. We would do so many things together. Random water fights in a limo. Walking on the beach. Everything and anything. Dreaming was now the one thing I look forward to everyday.
I had never been to a Michael Jackson concert. And I wanted to go to This Is It, but all the tickets were sold out before I had a chance to get one. So I was planning a trip to Neverland instead, after the concerts of course.

The stars shone brightly, but could barely be seen through the city lights. It was a beautiful night for a walk. Yet the streets were strangely quiet.
I walked past stores that were closed for the night. But I didn't care about the everyday scenery of the city. I was looking for someone. Someone, who had made me laugh and smile many nights before.
I saw someone walking ahead on me. He wore a long overcoat and he turned into a near alleyway. Before disappearing into the alley, he glanced at me revealing his face.
My spirits brightened and a smile stretched across my face.
"Michael!" I smiled and began to run after him.
I wondered what we would do tonight. I entered the alleyway to see my beloved Michael laying in the middle of it.
Saddness dropped like a weight in my heart. It fell through the bottom and took the shattered pieces of my heart with it.
I ran over to him and fell on my knees. Tears stung my eyes as I gently let his head rest on my lap. His face was twisted in pain as he rolled from side to side.
"Michael." I cried tears streaming down my cheeks.
I felt so helpless. What could I do? I looked down the alley towards the street that was empty.
"HELP ME!!!" I screamed through my tears.
I felt Michael relax and sigh. His hand cupped my cheek and I looked back down at him. I tilted my head into his hand and gazed into Michael's chocolate brown eyes. I didn't see pain anymore.
He gazed at me for one more long moment, then his hand slowly fell from my cheek.
"Michael?"
His gaze slowly drifted away from me and down the street. I could hear him sighing as his head turned to look down the street.
"Michael. Don't leave me." I cried moving his head so he would look at me.
I pressed my lips against his. I could feel his lips move slightly as he tried to kiss me back. I pulled away and looked at him with tears streaming down my face. He stared back at me.
"Please. Michael. Stay with me." I pleaded.
But I could see the magical light in his eyes slowly fading away.
"No. No. No. No. No. Michael!!!"

"MICHAEL!!!" I screamed jolting upright.
My fingers clutched the blanket. I stared at my wall. A picture of Michael hung there. He smiled back with the magical light in his eyes.
"Michael." I whispered his name softly, tears sliding down my cheeks.
I flopped back down on the my pillow. Sobs wracked my body. Never in al my life had I felt so helpless.
My pillow caught my tears. I sighed sadly and opened my curtain.
The afternoon light flooded into my eyes, blinding me. I looked at the clock. 2:40.
What day was it?
I looked at the calendar.
June 25, 2009.