Tamir Laith Wright
I watched as Harmony moved her stuff out of the bedroom.
The only time that was worse than this is when she kicked me out when she found out cheated on her.
Her arms were full of clothes as she walked into the other bedroom.
I grabbed some of her clothes, trying to help her out.
When I walked in the room, she was standing in the closet.
She looked over at me and I lifted my arms.
"Thought you might've needed some help." I said as I set the stuff down on the bed.
She smiled but it wasn't real.
Her whole face used to light up, now her eyes look lifeless.
And it's all my fault.
I walked back out of the room, going to grab more things.
Within 20 minutes, she was setting up in her room, leaving me with my thoughts.
You never realize how much a person means to you until they're gone.
I know she's down the hall but I feel so fuckin' far from her.
Half the closet was empty, the bathroom only had my stuff in it, the dresser only had my jewelry sitting on top of it.
Everything that reminded me of her was gone.
I heard a knock on the door before I saw it open.
"Sorry, I think I left my phone charger in here." She said as she walked to her side of the bed.
She bent down, grabbing it and leaving back out of the room.
Harmony is the only person in my life that has held me down besides my mom.
When I met her in high school, she was already a strong person.
She was smart and beautiful and I needed her in my life.
She made sure I knew what it was and what it wasn't and she always had my back.
If it wasn't for her, I probably wouldn't have went to college and owned all these businesses.
She pushed me to do better and all I did was shit on that.
She's too good for me and I really want her to find better but she love me.
The whole world know and sometimes, I feel bad.
It's crazy that a girl like her was stuck on a nigga like me.
I wasn't shit but she loved me and I don't know why.
I gotta work on me for her.
She put all her damn time into me, it was time for me to show her what she helped make, a man.
I took a deep breath, looking around the room.
Damn, her scent is even gone from the room.
I laid back on the bed, thinking of the next step to getting my girl back.