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His feelings were confused just like a puzzle without any image and with just one color. Affection and aversion played together, mingling and mixing, that was the reason why he only understood the nature of his feelings for her when it was too late.
Her face was still stuck in his mind, her name was still in his lips and, while asleep, his breath had the sound of that name: Madge.
He took to long to realize, and now she was dead.
If regret could kill, Gale Hawthorne wouldn't live enough to start all over with his life, or at least to try.
She was the only reason why he didnt returned to the district 12. The memory of her was attached to each street, each house, each stone. Gale would never be able to step in that place again without thinkin of her, imagine her walking through the streets wearing that beautiful white dress she wore the day when that nightmare had started, the dress he had criticized because of its price. How many times he let himself judge her, making fun of her money or saying the smile that use to play in her lips with all the sincerity of the world was fake? He took too long to realize that the disregard he seemed to feel for her was actually something beautiful in far greater proportions than any hate he could come to feel about the girl.
"Do you really think that I'm not afraid, Gale? That I think my money will save me? I cry every night, I know my time is about to come. But I have a plan. Katniss taught me some things, I guess I could run away to some diplomatic missions at other districts, get them all together against the capitol. If at least I could run away from this damn place. I know you don't like me, Gale, I don't even know why did I chose ask for your help. But I'd like you to consider the idea of coming with me. I'm sick of seeing people I love being taken from me. Katniss and Peeta are there, but we don't know how long. If you don't do this for me, do it for Katniss. I know you always liked her." That's was what she said to him, on that night when she went look for him, she didn't looked like the beautiful and stunning Madge he was used to see, she was with her hair wet by the rain and glued to her face, her eyes were swollen from crying. She hadn't stayed long enough to hear his answer, after that day he never saw her again. From that day, something inside his head began to say "Gale, how stupid you were." From that day on, he was unable to get Madge out of his head. Then one day, a disaster took her, and the pain that came with that day made him realize that he actually loved her. Each dress criticized, he did because he knew he could never give anything like that for her. Each despised smile was because he was afraid of never being the reason of it.
And now there we was, with nothing but invented memories, if only he had noticed before, she could be with him now, alive. He coud have taken her along, but he was too slow, to stupid, too deluded thinkin his love belonged to someone else, and now it was too late, he was alone.
"New district, new life." Was what he told himself to try to get over what happened, try not to miss something he never had, try to live one day at a time, without her.
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