So... This is a poem in Gale's PoV... remembering some things (I guess) and talking about the 74th annual Reapings.
Disclaimer: I'll own Hunger Games when Gale and Katniss are more than just fanon.


Twelve years old and starving to death,
You took the plunge and held your breath.
When you opened your eyes, you saw a castle all yours;
The forest, with possibilities as high as a bird soars.

And yet, we were peasants,
Fatherless and hungry.
Maybe that's why we were so akin,
As we both did a Capitol sin.

You, my dear Catnip,
Needed to learn proper manners.
Speak up, tuck in, and let the food cook,
Don't point, calm down, find the trees' nooks.

Me? I'm an angel! Who are you kidding?
I listen, work hard, and stay true to my heart.
Sure, I might rant and scare off all the food,
But only because the Capitol's so crude.

In months out of years, we were an inseparable pair,
Each day we'd meet up and you'd learn how to snare.
The Hunger Games were just stories, told to pass time,
Because you kept me safe as we found trees to climb.

In our world, we were invincible,
Protected by trees.
Who knew one just name,
Could bring so much pain?

"Primrose Everdeen," The voice rang out clear,
And what happened next; I wish I'd never seen.
You desperate, her crying,
You shouting and prying.

I wish I could say what's next is a lie-
That I didn't help my best friend answer death's call.
But I picked Prim off your form, grimly lilting as I went,
"Up you go, Catnip." Though your name wasn't picked from the ball.

I could see that you struggled as you walked on the stage,
And even more when Effie started bubbling along.
"Don't want her to steal all the glory, do we?"
Please, please Catnip- try to stay strong.

I think you know now what I wanted to say then,
During what might have been the last time we'd talk.
I was going to finish with three magic words,
But the Peacekeepers came in without bothering to knock.

I guess I'll just tell you in a place you won't hear-
Maybe this poem. I know it's not fair.
Maybe if life was,
I'd get to run my fingers through your hair.

While you're off snogging Mellark,
I realize this is my hell.
It's the one place you'd never catch me,
If somehow, I fell.

~~~~~...Imagine the PWNage of a line that would be here if FanFiction didn't hate me at the moment...~~~~~

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