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I miss you Miss Winehouse..





The 1st year of Amy's death is approximating. July 23rd to be exact. 
This might sounds weird, but I still feel like exactly like what I felt on July 23rd last year. It's obvious that I don't know Amy, I never met her, or spoke to her in person. Although she once replied my message on her official FB many years ago (that's so sweet of her). 

But I do miss her everyday, I think about her all the time. Not every minute, but she's always in the back of my head (and in my heart surely). I listen to her everyday.
Despite of my disrespect to paparazzi, I used to follow Amy's footsteps everywhere she go on daily basis. Oh she went to The Good Mixer, she went shopping, she went out with her bf, she did this and that... Her life was so public and as a fan I got to know her better cos she wasn't like any other celeb. She got bouncers but she also had been very good to fans around her. It's disturbingly sad how I never make it to London by the time she's still lived in this world. Cos it's not an impossible thing to meet Amy. We all knew her favorite bars, we knew where she went to dinner, even we knew her house she lived in. Do you believe that she often stood behind the bar and served beers to people? She even welcomed fans in her house to play pool with her! She had an outstanding personality. Apart from her huge talent, voice, and hair, she was one of us.

After almost one year passed by without seeing her pictures of walk around Camden in her ballet slippers, I kinda choke up a bit. How time flies. Did she pass away happy? And why do I care so much till this very second? Hard to explain, but she touched me on many levels. Through her songs and lyrics, through her life and love life (there's no couple that pictured so happy and so madly in love like Amy and Blake). She was unique and original (gosh why is it so hard to wrote was instead of is?)

I miss you baby. I wish you happiness and peace wherever you are.
And I thank you.
I'll be forever a Winette




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