John laid in bed, he couldn't sleep.
Everything had crumbled in just a few short days, his wife had found out he was in love with someone else, and that he was planning on leaving.
What really struck him was the fact that cyn still could read him like a book. Regardless of how he really felt for her he knew that she was truly the only person who really knew him. Besides yoko now.
Of course he wasn't a monster he knew how much this hurt his wife, yet he didnt know how to tell her the truth, he never has in a way, he could always reveal his most inner feelings like his mom dying, hopes and dreams yet when it came to their relationship he was always bad at communicating.
Maybe that's why all the cheating happened, maybe all the drug taking. He couldn't be honest, he had to cope.
Moving around in his bed he tried shutting his eyes to get some sleep and still no use. He figured he would be up all night.
He slowly began to remember their art college days, when they were incredibly in love. And yet he also remembered how jealous he was. John knew of his own temper.
I was so mad at everyone and everything he thought.
Remembering he and cyns temporary break up, after hitting her she had enough, and dumped him.
It devastated him, he thought he could be without her, and yet seeing her at college everyday was a challenge, he was in love with this woman and couldn't live without her.
Remembering all his outbursts, he got the idea for a song.
Getting up from bed, he quickly got a pen and sheet of paper from the desk, and his guitar.
Sitting back down he titled the paper, Jealous Guy
YOU ARE READING
India: The Passing Day
Historical FictionIts 1968 Cynthia Lennon feels that her marriage is crumbling every day she hopes that a trip to India can help her marriage but when a woman named Yoko Ono enters the picture things get more complicated. With guidance and new friendships can Cynthia...
