Michael, Michael, Michael...
What I wouldn't give to just be in your presence... To have our eyes meet. Even if it is just a glance. A glance would be all I need of you. I get Schmetterlinge at just the mere thought of you, so if Du looked at me... (Ooh, Butterflies!)
Then you'd give me that Smile... The one that shows your pearly white teeth in contrast with your scruptious mocha skin... Du look really good dressed in white, did Du know that? It's Heavenly. Maybe you're waiting for me, in that white suit and a oben, nach oben hat... When I get Home (to Paradise) I'll look around and you'll say, like in that Pepsi commercial, "You looking for me?"
Oh, Michael... Du don't know how Badly I want to just Hold your Hand. Your hands are so big! I imagine they're nice and warm, just like your hugs...
Michael, I'm addicted to you. Du Rock My World. Du Are My Life. Du make me Smile.
I want to run my finger through your soft, silky curls. I want to see the world in your eyes. I want to feel your herz beat. (It must be musical...) I want to feel your breath on my neck. I want to make Du feel good.
My God, Michael... Du mean so much to me. My every thought is you. Even when I'm focused on different things, like when I'm at school, you're on my mind.
I swear, sometimes I feel that you're with me. It's usually when I get what I call a "Michael High" (The only High I ever want). I get Schmetterlinge and chills. Du are the only man I want.
Du are so amazing.
I want to splash in the pool with you, challenge Du to water fights and hide and seek games. I want Du to teach me things. I want to get to know you. I want to be your best friend. I just want to stare into your eyes.
Oh, Michael, Du make me wanna sing! Du make me wanna dance, squeal and Cry! Du are the most amazing man in the world. There can NEVER be anyone like you. Du are so beautiful and unique. We could make great friends.
I could sing in my tone-deaf voice, and Du can sing in your Angel – Jäger der Finsternis voice, our little diddies and laugh at inside jokes! Have Essen fights!
Then at the end of the day, we could cuddle up on the couch and watch something. Three Stooges, Pinochio, Peter Pan, whatever we feel like watching.
Then, if your okay with it, I would Liebe to just give Du a gentle kiss. On those full, soft sweet lips.
Oh, Michael...
I Liebe Du so much. I can't properly explain. I think I'm in Liebe with you.
But I'm only 15, what would I know about Love? I may never datum anyone in real-life, but as long as I know I'll see Du someday, in Paradise, I don't care. I can't wait to see Du Michael...
Oh, Michael...