Letter #9- Someone you wish you could meet

Mr. Smith,

Your music goes places that others couldn’t dream of. Your songs cater to both great moods or spells of depression, and your lyrics are so simple and beautiful that I can’t help but be jealous of how simply they must have come to you. 

When I heard how you died, for a moment I was speechless. And I understood. How anyone with your insight and lyricism and musical ability are just too good to live with the rest of us. 

Your songs make me cry, Elliott. 

Oh well, okay. 

-Caitlin

(Submitted by feeltheillinoise-).