Because love triumphs over all.
Peeta smiled as he thought of her.
She was so beautiful with her long, dark hair and her Seam eyes, that never portrayed any of her thoughts.
Katniss.
Such a beautiful name, well-fitted for the beautiful girl.
When Peeta had first laid eyes on her, he knew that she was the one.
This was the girl he wanted, and he would always want until the day he died.
But, sadly, the world was against him.
She was a tribute, and so was he.
How cruel fate was.
He'd do anything for her, the girl he desired.
Even give his life.
That was what he'd decided as soon as he was named tribute.
He would give his life for her.
But when he saw her dressed in fire, he couldn't help but admire her beauty.
She was the girl on fire.
And he would do anything to save her.
Maybe, in the end, she would know of his feelings.
But he dare not hope for more.
Because most love is often one-sided.
But he also knew that love triumphs over everything.
Call him a fool, but he had a hope.
A hope so strong that even the angels were hoping along with him.
Maybe fate wasn't so cruel.