That spot where I used to lay my head is empty. I'm not coming back. I'm not about to be a boomerang in this relationship, this whatever it is.
I won't come and go as you please.
And I sure won't be laying down by your side pretending everything is okay when it's not. That spot in your bed used to mean something. It used to be a place of connection, a place of intimacy, a place where I mattered.
But then that changed...you changed.
Suddenly I became nothing more than a person who existed next to you, not the person who went to bed with you every night. Our evening talks turned into moments of silence. Our connections turned into dull banter.
The fireworks suddenly faded.
Your behavior confirmed what I suspected, and dreaded...that I was no longer important to you. That you thought I was I was simply someone who would lay down when you needed me.
I became nothing more than a "someone," when we used to be something. And I'm going to tell you it hurt like hell to finally realize your heart was in other places.
I'm doing the best I can to move on.
But I want you to know that the empty spot in your bed is all because of you. The moment I became nothing more than an object to you was the moment I realized I needed to do better for myself.
I finally know that I deserve so much more than you could ever give me.
So I'm refusing to turn a blind eye to this any longer. This time I am not coming back, so enjoy your mornings with no one laying next to you.
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