the boy with the bread

by vampireroxy

what if peeta died? Katniss thoughts. One shot

A/N: So… Ok, My first hunger games fanfic. I hope it's ok.

Peeta.

Peeta Mellark.

Peeta, The boy with the bread, Peeta, ally, Peeta friend

Peeta, lover.

I can admit that now, but it's too late.

He's dead.

I might as well come to face the truth, he's not coming back.

He'll never hold me in his arms, chase my nightmares away. Never make me laugh, smile or even scowl.

It's too late to tell him I love him, too late to show that it's not just because of the games.

His gentle finger stroking my face in the arena. His soft lips against mine. His smile, his kindness.

It's too late though. Too late.

I have many regrets, but this is the biggest.

If I only I could go back in time. If only I had managed to shoot that stupid mutt that killed him. If only I had told him how much he meant to me.

How much he still means to me.

But I can't.

It's too late.

Too late.

A/N: Ok, so I wanted to try something new, critical review welcomed.