This is what i HOPE Gale was thinking.

Sorry for the sappy-ness.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own The Hunger Games. Nor do i own the one Shakespeare quote.

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I saw her on the screen. She was winning, or close to it. She was kneeling down tending to his wound. She looked like she cared. I knew she didn't. And then, she went and risked her life. For him.

I was sitting down. I put my head in my hands. Why did this hurt so much? It should be me there that she was nursing. Except for that if it were I, I wouldn't have gotten myself hurt in the place. No. I wouldn't have been there. With out her sponsors from him, I would have won, beat everyone myself by then. She wouldn't have survived without those sponsors. She's smart, but not that smart. I knew her well enough. More than anyone here.

My chest hurt, but I didn't know why. I sat there, listening to the silence of the screen. The more I sat there brooding over everything, the more the stinging sensation grew. I felt as if my chest was swelling. What was happening to me? She deserves this. She is giving in to them just to stay alive. I would never sink that low. I would survive on my own terms. Without help.

I was growing more and more tense by the second. My chest began to feel heavy. It was now throbbing in pain as I watched her give him one, long kiss. On the lips. I unconsciously ground my teeth together. My whole body was turning numb. Although, I could still feel my body start shaking. I wasn't cold.

I turned once again towards the screen and saw her. Her face. It was looking at him sleep. It looked longing. Loving.

I was holding my breath. So I finally let it out. My whole body seemed to go whim. I stopped shaking and my teeth abruptly stopped grinding. Although my chest was still stinging. My eyes welled up with some kind of hot liquid when I started to realize.

No. She's not winning because of him. Because of the sponsors. She LOSING because of them. She is risking it all. To win. I looked up into the sky. The clouds were forming in some sort of weird formation. I squinted my fuzzy eyes. It took a few moments before I realized what it was. It was an omen. I couldn't tell if it was good or bad. But my eyes grew wide when I saw it. I almost fell over.

I got up and ran.

I couldn't take this. I was figuring everything out. I was fast. My legs were numb. I didn't know where I was going. I could feel some kind of moisture falling onto my shirt. I didn't stop to see what it was.

I had to get out of here.

I felt my legs give out on me. But I couldn't feel the fall. I knew I was tumbling. I knew I was thrown across a sharp rock. I knew that I now had a huge gash in my upper left arm. I finally hit a tree with my right side. I felt no pain though.

I just lay there for a while. I could feel a hot sticky liquid running down my left arm. Though I could feel no pain from its source.

I opened my eyes and found trees. Lots of them. I just lay there.

Thinking.

Thinking about the fact that I just realized the truth. It looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. Therefore winged Cupid was painted blind.

My face felt cold as the wind blew past it.

I numbly sat up.

I looked up. The sun was just setting. I leaned my head against the tree trunk. I sighed and closed my eyes. I felt the warmth from the sun slowly start extinguishing from my body. I felt alone. Abandoned.

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All I could do was dream. Dream that things were like they were. Like they should be.