Prologue
Being with John Lennon wasn't that bad. I loved him. He loved me. Sometimes he just didn't show it. But, I still loved him.
On the days he was angry, I would just try to stay out of his way. Mostly, that helped. Sometimes, it didn't. John would come home from a fight with one of the lads, he'd come home angry, hit me a few times, then go to bed.
It was scary, yes, when John got angry, but I didn't want to make him angrier. And I loved him. It broke my heart if I hurt him. John didn't mean to be the way he was.
John was just a sad, insecure, scared young man looking for someone to love and not leave him. Everyone else had. His mother, father. I wasn't going to. And he wasn't going to let me.
If I even looked at another man, John would immediately get jealous, hit me a few, and basically dare me to leave him. Of course, I would stay, he would apologize, and we would have a beautiful evening of making love.
Of course John Lennon had his good side. John was sweet, compassionate, fun loving, caring, thoughtful, and sometimes gentle. That was the side of John that only a few people actually got to see.
Not the mask he put on for everyone else. No, the real John that everybody loved. My John. As I said, only a few people got to see the real John Lennon. Those people were lucky. And I, was one of them.
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