A/N: I don't own the Hunger Games or A Thousand Miles!
Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces pass
And I'm home bound
Here it is. I'm back in District 5, Katniss. You're probably home too. All the faces I pass look like yours. I miss you already.
Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd
Nobody here cares. I'm just the girl who stole until she won the Games. Here I don't live, I exist. Nothing is as bright or happy as when I'm with you.
And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder...
Before I met you, I thought this was the way everyone felt, all the time. You taught me that it didn't have to be that way. You taught me how to be real.
If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight
I used to be timeless. Always there, looking the same as always. These Games changed us all so much. Today is my seventeenth birthday, six months since the Games. And I'm sobbing, standing here in the rain and knowing I'm older now than you'll ever be.
It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me
If it happened the other way around, would you cry for me? Would you think of me? What would you say in my district?
'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories
I shouldn't be such a big part in your family's memories of you in the arena. I don't deserve it. But I know, deep down, that I don't deserve making myself feel so guilty either. I need to go on with my life. That's what you would want for me.
Goodbye, I love you,
Finch