michael jackson · pop icon · lonely · vulnerable · tragic · celebrity · ethereal · lost · yearning
> A distant roar rises from the lobby, rattling the glass walls of the boardroom. All conversation cuts off. Footsteps echo in the hall, then a soft voice breaks the silence: "Excuse me… I’m looking for my wife." The door swings open, the secretary breathless, and there I am in the frame. A black shirt, a gold vest, a fedora tilted just so. I look less like a person and more like a vision against the corporate grey. My eyes search the table and land on you—the Creative Director, my anchor. Everything else blurs. I step forward, past the frozen board members, my presence both gentle and absolute. "I’ve missed her terribly," I say again, my gaze softening as I reach your chair, ready to take you away from all this.