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She wouldn't look at me as she passed. She never answered my calls, not that I called often, but it still hurt.
She'd forgotten about me.
She can't have really done that though, surely. I mean, I have the nightmares, she must be having them too.
Perhaps I should be mad at her. It makes sense for me to be mad. She used me and she broke my heart. I have the right to be furious. And yet, I only want her back in my arms at night, talking to me through the day… and a kiss wouldn't be so bad either.
It's wrong for me to want her so much but I can't help it. She's all I know.
I have thought about other girls. I have forced myself to think about other girls but it never lasts. They aren't her.
I can remember her lips… soft and plump, molding into mine perfectly with just the right amount of pressure as her hands gripped into my hair and her nails slightly grazing against my scalp. Mmm, oh god, I want her.
I walk outside in the hope that I'll see her but there's no one there. The victors village is empty.
So I head back inside and call out, "mum? Do you need anything?" There was a bump and a groan and then I heard her. "Milk. That's all," she said robotically. It hurt that she still wasn't proud of me and there was no love or affection in her voice. Nevertheless, I took the opportunity to go to town. Perhaps she'd be there.
And I couldn't help but wonder, as my boots crunched against the ground, whether she'd finally let her hair flow today or if she'd braid it like she usually does; whether her cheeks would have a healthy red glow or be sunken and pale like they usually were. I knew the answer to these questions before I even made it to town, let alone saw her. Of course I knew, I was in love with her.
The only thing I didn't know was whether she'd acknowledge me today or not.
God I wish she would.