I'm writing this blog in English, cuz I don't think he'll understand any Chinese. And as the first and last time I speak to him, I want him to hear me loud and clear.

For the past few days, the entire planet has been talking about your death. You know, when the morning I heard it from my mom, I didn't feel anything, as if it's just another piece of trashy entertainment gossip that I'll forget in a minute. Then I read some newspaper on a plane and learned about a whole lot I didn't know about you. Some of them were good and some were bad. All that could remind me is how the record companies could rip people off once again by digging out your old albums and selling to billions of ignorant people who never knew who you were exactly, just as how they did to every single one of the deceased stars. I still didn't feel a thing.

Then tonight when I browsed through the usual websites and one link to your concert video caught my eye. I clicked in. You were there exactly as I remembered. Your voice was still angelic. Your moves were still as crispy as Pringcles. Then tears strolled down my cheek.

Like A Comet
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon

Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon

Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon

Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon

Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon

Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon

Gone Too Soon

You wrote this for yourself, didn't you! You didn't care what I or anyone who loved you since we weren't even old enough to ride a bicycle would feel when we know that your are gone, gone for good. Did you know I learned how to sing "Bad" and "Billie Jean" when I didn't know what "how are you" means? Did you know how much time I spent remembering how to spell "Michael"? Did you know how much trouble I went through trying to collect your music video tapes from all over the world, US, UK, Sweden, Germany, Japan...? Did you know it was you who made me realized for the first time that I couldn't dance cuz I couldn't moonwalk like you after spending a whole summer immitating your moves?

I don't feel sorry for you, actually I don't feel sorry for you at all. I feel sorry for myself and for everyone who loved you like me. We put you on a pedestal and you just vanished FOREVER without even a hint, let alone a goodbye. You once sang "THEY DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US" and today I found out, as a matter fact, YOU DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT US. So, so long, I won't shed one single tear for you cuz you don't deserve it. It's not for me to judge whether you went to heaven or hell, but I'll tell you this, either way, you'd BURN.