The day my heart stopped

This has been a day of grief, deep and utterly devasting. He is not here, alive among us anymore. After the first shock of Michael being dead, I struggle with understanding it. I just cry and then I go to the disbelief mode again. I just cannot wrap my brain around it. I know he is still here, but physically he is gone, and that makes me feel so much more alone. I have his music, but he isn't here. And that's just so incredibly sad. My heart is breaking. I can feel it physically break.

I cannot write anymore today, because I can't stop crying.