Imagine that you are living in Liverpool in 1962. You are the girlfriend of John Lennon and you could not be more happy with your life. You and John shared a flat together in the city and life was perfect. Tonight, John had a performance at the Cavern with The Beatles, but you decided to stay home this time and relax for a bit. Your job had been stressing you out lately and some alone time was much needed. John gave you a kiss before he left and told you he would be home around midnight. You made yourself a lovely dinner, watched the telly, took a delightful bubble bath, and then decided to go to bed because you were very tired. At around 10 o'clock you settled into the bed that you and John shared and bundled yourself up in the covers. Before you knew it, you were asleep. 2 hours later, just like he said he would, John arrived home and tip toed to the bedroom, knowing that you would most likely be asleep. He quietly entered the bedroom and stripped down to hos boxers. He was exhausted as well and couldn't wait to hold you in his arms and sleep. He crawled into bed as quietly as he could, trying not to disturb you. You had awoken when you heard the door close, so you waited to see him. As he crawled into bed, you turned to face him.
"I missed you," you said as you nuzzled into John's chest. The smell of his cologne and cigarettes overtaking your nose, but it was one of your favorite scents. It made you feel safe and at home. John kissed your forehead, then your nose, and the your lips.
"I missed you too, love." John pulled you close to him and began running his fingers through your long hair.
You slowly began to drift off to sleep in John's arms, his hands now wrapped around your waist. The last thing you hear before you fell to sleep was the quiet whisper of John saying, "I love you, now and forever."
