Some people think me weird for listening to your music. For listening to music from the fifties, though truth is, they're the crazy ones! You weren't just a singer. You were an artist, a friend, an inspiration, a lover... a pure genius.
I'm currently reading a biography on you and I'm learning so many things about you that I didn't know before. For example, you were selfless and kind and generous and funny and loving and you had swagger. ;) The fact that you kept on continuing to help your friends in the early fifties when you had nothing left except for spare change and a broken heart, and you kept on being selfless, donating so much money to people and organisations... anonymously even, and... I can just go on about how amazing you are.
I love you, and the fact that your birthday is 4 days before mine. I wish you were still alive.
And here I am going on and on like I know you.
I hope my readers don't fancy me a creeper... (O_o)
I'm not. You're just a huge motivation in my life. You're hope. Hope that there's something else out there other than the same ol' crap that plays on the radio.
I want to share your brilliantness with the whole world. :]
Dear Ol' Blue Eyes, leader of the Rat Pack, there just isn't anyone else out there like you.
Love
