Malia: Do you know how you treat me? MJ: Uh oh. Malia: Not “Uh oh” MJ: I was thinking good overall, but sometimes I have to work a lot. Malia: So good or bad? MJ: Good? Malia: Wrong! MJ: Bad? Malia: Wrong! MJ: In the middle? Malia: Wrong! The answer is great! You treat me great! Why do you treat…
Malia, I miss you so much it hurts. I can barely function. I promise I will do my best, but you were/are my world. You can’t be replaced. You were my everything. You took care of everything and made it look easy. I can barely microwave macaroni. If roles were reversed, and you were here, and I wasn’t, I am…