Caroline Zonis He Was Naima Towns

He was

Naima Towns

Like a flame being blown on softly, His life began to flicker. Every breath becoming labored, fading. Blood seeping from his wounds, draining him. While he tried his best to stay awake, the need to rest was overbearing. He was...tired. In his head, all he saw was you. He hoped you were okay, that you weren’t hurt in any way, and that you were happy. The thought of you bringing him a sense of tranquility. He loves you.

From the late nights to the early mornings you shared. The inside jokes and the hushed giggles. He wanted those moments to last forever. He closed his eyes as he thought about your smile, and he imagined what your face would look like after he asked you the most meaningful question ever, an event he planned on initiating soon. Breathing in and out slowly his thoughts turned into light. Yeah...he loves.... loved you.