Since the first time I noticed her I've been madly in love. Everything about her is completely fascinating; her concentration at hunting, the unconditional love that she professes her sister, her friendship with Cinna and those constant discussions with Haymitch.
I have memorized every single detail about her; the texture of her skin, the waves that her usual braid leaves when she undoes it, her voice, her eyes... I'm pretty sure I know everything about Katniss Everdeen.
When we were younger, I got into a lot of trouble with my mother to gave her a loaf of bread. When we were at the Arena, I joined the Career Tributes to keep her alive.
And, despite that, she gives me her love in carefully measured doses. When she considers I have earned it, she opens one of her little love jars and gives it to me drop by drop, one at once.
Sometimes I wish I could be selfish, I wish my pride could stop her and make her realize that I won't be always here for her, at her entire service; I won't be always willing to protect her even with my own life. But that's lying to myself; everyone know I would do anything for her, and I will be waiting patiently her next love dose from her dropper.
Hey! This is a translation of one of my stories... Hope you people like it :D