Classic Rock One Shots

How To Disappear Completely

London,1969

I feel so hopeless. I'm lost,and afraid. I have no one left,no one to run to. I can't see,I can't remember my own name. I don't remember how I got here,or where I am. All I remember is him,the way his eyes looked in the spring light. The way his hair blew when a gust of wind blew our way. The sound of his voice filling my ears in the mornings. The feel of his warm lips on mine. The way he took the weight of the world off my shoulders when he would touch me. Life with him was bliss,a state of heaven,if that's possible. His eyebrows,his lips,his nose,his voice,his words,his jokes,his smile. It all ran on repeat in my head,like a cassette tape of his being. His sweet words,his laugh,how he sounded when he was sleepy,It was so familiar,so sweet,so comforting,but it all made me feel hollow. I wasn't warm and light when I thought of him now,I was angry,and morose. I wanted him back,I wanted to be back in bed with him, discussing politics,music,astrology,literature,everything under the sun with him. I wanted him back with me,in my arms,next to me in bed. I wanted to hear his voice once again,saying my name,laughing at his own joke,making me smile. He was running through my mind all over again,until his last seconds. I wanted so badly to see him again,but Mark made sure that wouldn't happen. I miss John,and so do all of the other Beatles. I can't believe this happened...I don't want it to be true. But,it is. This is my life now.

A/N: So,I decided to leave this one unnamed in the title,so people didn't know who it was at first. This is,of course,about John Lennon. In this story he didn't have any kids,and he died in 1969. I named it "How To Disappear Completely," Because I was listening to that song (By Radiohead) while writing this. This is the feelings that song gives me. Hope you're enjoying the stories!