Heart of Sticks, Heart of Stones

by xxTeaAndLeavesxx

People like them weren't meant to be together. In this world, you could only ever be alone. "You're not a monster, Cato," she whispered. "Because your heart's still beating with mine." This is the story of before. Cato/OC

Ok, first story! I'm excited and somewhat terrified. So I'm hoping that you guys like it! This is just the prologue, so there will actually be chapters after this.

Disclaimer: The Hunger Games is not mine, Suzanne Collins is the one responsible for that.

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Darling, darling

Won't you stay till morning?

(she's lying to herself

as her love is shooting hearts)

Don't leave me again

We're still veiled

In the stars

We can beat the cruel light

Darling, stay

My arms are weeping

Without your heart

beating between them

Darling, you're mine

I'm wishing

(he's beating.

he's hurting)

I'm wishing

On a skipping stone

And will you still love me?

When the world falls to ash.

(when the blood rushes down

And stains the earth

And I wish

My heart to stop)

If only, my darling

We could set back the time

To the stars.

And the stones.

And the sticks.

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