Have you ever wanted to kiss someone really really badly
But you can’t because they’re taken, not interested, too far away, don’t know you exist, or fictional
may the odds be ever in your favor.
Listen, we both know they have to have a victor. It can only be one of us. Please, take it. For me.
The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up
Then I remember Peeta’s words on the roof. “Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to … to show the Capital they don’t own me. That I’m more than just a piece in their Games.” And for the first time, I understand what he means.
Where are you? I demand an answer from myself and slowly the world comes into focus. Blue water. Pink sky. White-hot sun beating down… Between the spokes, all is water. Water and a pair of tributes.