gently weeping

Since John Lennon was married, and I didn't trust Paul McCartney, and my sister was 'round the bend for Ringo, I ended up being "Mrs. Harrison" in all our little skits about being Beatles' wives. I was too young to realize you could have a crush on a married man. Cynthia ended up being who we gossiped about. So, even though I threw him right over when I realized I could be cracked for John, no harm done, I still have a soft spot for my "ex".