Or The Goblin King.
David Bowie is dead. He died suddenlie, two days after the release of his latest, and as it turns out, last album.
He was loved, by many, for so very many things, but today, my thoughts are mostlie with my friend.
She loved him, loves him. He helped her and made her who she is. And today her heart is broken.
And I remember that feeling. The loss of someone who isn’t yours… But IS in ways you shouldn’t have to explain. It hurts. And maybe all the more for being a feeling that’s in its own way, frowned upon.
We mock those who cry at celebritie death, we that collective mass. But today, the world mourned. And it’s not hyperbole.
Nations and celebrities and heads of state and you… You shared a loss. And you were heart broken. And it is sad that David Bowie is gone, but today the world mourned as one, with genuine feeling, for an individual, in the truest sense of the word.
Mer, I can’t feel what you feel today, but you should know so many do. And he gave you that… That when you must mourn, you don’t have to do it alone.