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Mj Nigeria
Student | Writer | Fashion Designer @ Imo State University
Shagamu, Nigeria
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In Literature, Writing and Blogging 4 min read
I'm not what you need.
<p>    I stared at him trying really hard to understand what was going on with him.</p><p>    He sat on the couch across from the one I was sitting on with his eyes glued to his phone. </p><p>    I have been sitting here for the past half an hour and he has said nothing more than three sentences to me. I feel awkward around the man I had fallen in love with a year ago. A man that claims to love me just as much.</p><p>    </p><p>    "What are you doing, Daniel?" I asked with a knot in my belly.</p><p><br/></p><p>    "Scrolling through Instagram." He answered without a glance at me. Like I was...barely even there. </p><p><br/></p><p>    I swallowed hard, trying not to overthink anything. "You've barely said anything to me since I got here. What's wrong? It's like you don't want me here."</p><p><br/></p><p>    Silence. </p><p><br/></p><p>    I was answered with silence. That wasn't right. He must have not heard me.</p><p>    And so I repeated myself.</p><p><br/></p><p>    "Daniel, I said you've barely-"</p><p><br/></p><p>    "Ugh, I heard you the first time." He whined, sounding irritated. Then he slowly sat up and threw his phone to the side of the couch like he was frustrated about something. </p><p><br/></p><p>    It can't be what I'm thinking, right?</p><p><br/></p><p>    He looked at me, "What do you want me to say to you?"</p><p><br/></p><p>    I was stunned. I shouldn't be though. He had been acting like this lately but he would always apologize at the end of the day. Mostly when I was at his place and we shared a bed.</p><p>    I had never thought too much of it. I just thought he was frustrated about something. Something he wasn't ready to tell me. </p><p>    Or... Was it really me?</p><p><br/></p><p>    "I don't understand. You asked me to come over. Why call me if you have nothing to say to me?" I finally found the words. Words that explained my confusion. </p><p><br/></p><p>    He subtly rolled his eyes but I caught it. I couldn't miss any of his expressions because I have my eyes glued on him. I really wanted to know what was going through his mind right now. </p><p><br/></p><p>    He stood up and strolled over to me, and then sat down very close to me, looking at me with what I would have thought were loving eyes yesterday. </p><p>    I don't even know what I think of them now. I was very confused at the moment.</p><p><br/></p><p>    He moved closer like the space between us wasn't already non-existent and snaked his hands around my waist and found my bum. </p><p>    "You know how much I love you right?" He asked sounding sweet and all. </p><p><br/></p><p>    "Do you?" I asked with my heart racing but for a completely different reason.</p><p><br/></p><p>    "Of course! I love everything about you." He said with his eyes roaming around my body along with his hands.</p><p><br/></p><p>    That was all I needed. I knew I wasn't overthinking anything. It was all clear as day.</p><p><br/></p><p>    I pushed his hands away and stood up so fast I almost stumbled. His touch, the ones that always made me feel safe and seen, suddenly irritated me to the core. </p><p><br/></p><p>    "What's wrong?" He looked surprised.</p><p><br/></p><p>    "Don't ever touch me again. Don't ever!" I said through gritted teeth as I held back my tears. I wasn't going to cry yet. Not now. And definitely not here.</p><p><br/></p><p>    He looked confused as he stood up and tried to reach for me but I stepped back and slapped his hand away.</p><p>    </p><p>    "Why? Why didn't you tell me you've fallen out of love with me?" I started, his face turning all blurry as my tears threatened to fall. </p><p>    "Did you even have any feelings for me at all? You tell me you love me and then ignore me in the next second.</p><p>    You only wanted my body and not my presence. And here I was thinking you're everything I ever wanted. Everything I ever needed."</p><p><br/></p><p>    "What are you saying, Sarah?" He asked not looking confused anymore. Like he knew exactly what I was talking about.</p><p><br/></p><p>    "You didn't love me, Daniel. You never did."</p><p><br/></p><p>    "Are you going to tell me how my feelings work? What more do you want from me, Sarah? I already told you that I love you. Stop all this." </p><p><br/></p><p>    I shook my head firmly, "I might have been a fool for a whole year now but I'm not anymore. I know what love is. That's what I've been showering you all these while. And what you gave me back can't even come close to it. </p><p>     Why did you do this to me, Daniel?! I loved you so much! I loved you! So why?"</p><p><br/></p><p>    "I swear it's not-" I slapped his hand away again as he tried to reach for me again.</p><p><br/></p><p>    "I said don't touch me!"</p><p><br/></p><p>    "But let me explain-" </p><p>    He was suddenly cut off by someone's entrance into the house.</p><p>    "Danny baby! I'm here!" A lady called as she strolled inside with a small travelling box.</p><p>    She stopped as she noticed us standing and gave a worried look instead of a surprised one. "Oops! Wrong timing?"</p><p><br/></p><p>    "What do you think, Patricia?!" He snapped at her and I felt my blood run cold.</p><p><br/></p><p>    I was sprinting out before I could think. </p><p>     I felt a hand grab mine and I snapped loudly one last time, "Get away from me! I'm not what you need. I guess you already have it so stay away from me!"</p>
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I'm not what you need.
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