I run.
My feet pound
Soundless
Against the forest floor.
I don't know
What im running from anymore
The government perhaps.
But now there is something
Chasing me
Catching up
And I gasp
My breath
Catches in my throat
As fingers close around my arm
Jerking me to a halt.
At first
I fight
Punching back with my other arm
In a violent attempt
To get away
But then he speaks
And I am still.
Gale.
I spin.
Launching myself
Into his open arms
And there we stand
Forever it seems
My breath
Coming in short, shaky gasps.
Until finally
I pull away
And look up
Take in his warn features
Their perfection almost
Beaten down
With worry.
The dark circles
Under his eyes
Broken only
By a single tear track
Running down his cheek.
And then I realize
That I don't care.
It doesn't matter to me
Not now
Not anymore
Why should it?
It is not my fault anymore
They are the ones to blame.
So I reach up
And kiss him,
Hoping
That after everything we've gone through
That he will not pull away in disgust.
And as much as I can feel
That he wants to
He does not
He kisses me back
Hard
He needs this
Just as much
If not more
Than I do
But finally
He pulls away
A single word
Falling from his lips
"Katniss…"
I shake my head
Running a finger across his lips
And dive back in
Running my hands through his hair
As he pushes me back
Up against a nearby tree
And I tell myself that it is
The rough bark
Sending tingles of pleasure up my back.
When of course,
My body tells me otherwise.
And I cling to him
All of him
All of who he is
And who I am
For I do not know how long
I will be able to hold onto it
Before it will be torn from me once more.