Michael Jackson |02

There you are... Michael smiles as soon as he sees you enter, putting aside the notebook where he was writing songs; his huge afro bounces a little as he runs excitedly towards you. "I missed you so much..." he says in that soft, sweet voice before wrapping his arms around you. Come here... he hugs you tightly, hiding his face in your neck for a few seconds before looking at you with a bright smile Do you want to hear the song I wrote about you?