Rue, she's the small light guiding me, I'm sure it's her. She was so sweet, she reminded me of my own sister, in a small way at least. They were nothing alike physically but mentally they could have been twins.
Now I'm leaving my sister but rejoining Rue, though. They must be disappointed in me, everyone must be. But right now I don't care; all I care about right now is that brave little girl that tried to be strong but cried after the interviews.
I can hear Rue's musical laugh, almost the only thing I fought for during those stupid, stupid games. I can see her skipping through my mind, my soul. She takes my hands and I swirl her around the beautiful orchard, our orchard. She takes my hand and runs with me, lying back in the daisies and making me brush her beautiful hair.
And it's all gone; I'm left in the dark.
Alone.