I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said "I'll never let you go"
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said "Don't leave me here alone"
But all that's dead and gone and past tonight.

"Peeta!" I screamed as I barged into room he was being held in before they took him to the capitol. The room looked nice; much nicer than anything around town. With the purple drapes by the window, the somewhat lovely couch that propped against the wall, it seemed like a nice place to talk privately. The only thing was; this was the room where you said your final goodbyes to your loved ones once they are reaped.

Peeta wasn't sitting on the couch as I thought he would. He was standing by the corner of the room with both his hands placed on the top of his head as if any second he would yank out his beautiful locks of blond hair. He looked deep in thought, so deep into his sub conches that I bet he didn't realize I almost practically busted the door open with my tiny body. The look on his face was so stunned… So pained that the words I wanted to tell him lodged in my throat. I couldn't find my breath and it was almost as if everything else in the world made no sound. How was I supposed to fix this? How was I supposed to support him while I would be miles and miles away from me? Nearly right away once I asked myself those questions the tears I was holding back began to surface. Looking at him so vulnerable, so upset I couldn't bring myself to look at him.

After a minute of me standing by the door I finally made a sobbing sound, trying to figure out how to breathe. Peeta snapped his head forward, finally realizing the other individual in the room. After whipping my eyes with my hands I finally looked at Peeta's face, trying to treasure the final moments I would have with him.

I didn't know hurt more; seeing him look completely lost and alone or the look he gave me when he looked at my pathetic state. The look he gave me was a mixture of pain, regret, sorrow, ache, and complete self loath that it made the tears run down my face faster then they originally were. I knew what he was thinking even though we made neither sound nor movement. I guess the only reason why was cause I was sadly thinking the same thing; that we wish never met each other.

As heartless and depressing that sounded; it was true. If we never met each other, neither of us would have become friends. We wouldn't have fallen for each other. We wouldn't have felt this pure love running through our veins each time we looked at each other's eyes. We wouldn't have felt this crushing pain in the middle of our chest at this moment. How were we supposed to accept that the chances of Peeta and I getting back to each other were so close to none?

"Naomi…" Peeta started as he started to walk towards me. He walked slowly and gradually, probably trying to figure out what to say. My vision started to blur, letting the tears finally flow as they pleased. I couldn't take looking at him any long so I did the one thing I knew I could do; I jumped into his arms.

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Peeta held me for a while, probably trying to sooth my cries before he tried talking to me. I bit my bottom lip so hard till I tasted the blood; just too simply stop me from crying any more then I was. We only had a few minutes left after all. I would feel horrible if I just left him with the memory of me sobbing on his shoulder, breaking down in his arms.

I pulled away and looked at him in the eyes, trying to take a mental picture of him the way he was; Loving and wonderful. The one person who was best thing that has ever happened to me in my life. Who one person who IS the best thing that ever happen to me in my life. Why weren't the words coming out? None of this was a proper goodbye. Was it because both of us weren't prepared to say goodbye? Was it cause both of us never dreamed of this sort of thing happening to us?

"I-I'm sorry…" I started as tried to regain my voice. Peeta gave me a sad frown, not happy with the words coming out of my mouth.

"None of this is your fault Naomi! You don't have to be sorry…" he said quietly as he gave me a small peck on the lips. Those lips of his were so soft and so sweet that one was never enough.

"I-I'm sorry I can't be strong for you… Here I am with me wrapped in your arms and I can't even manage to stop the tears..." I said as I sniffed, trying to hold back the sobs already forming in my mouth. Peeta took one of his hands and raised my chin, trying to make me look into his beautiful eyes. The one thing I always got lost in.

"I want you to know.. No what happens to me in the arena," he started but once I heard the word 'arena' I cringed, thinking of the years I watched district 12's tributes die painful deaths. Thinking of Peeta dying like that made the tightening feeling in my chest more unbearable.

Peeta pushed a lock of my curly hair behind my ear, trying to get a better look at my face. He was perfect, simply perfect. "I want you to know… I'll hold you up above everyone… you're my sugar plum… I hope you will always know... I'll always be right beside you…" by this time I couldn't hold back the tears. Why was he making so hard? Why was he deliberately crushing my heart and repairing it at the same time while saying these beautiful words?

Almost as if god himself was trying to ruin my life the peacekeepers opened the door. "Times up!" they said as they reached in to grab me and throw me out. In a second I kissed Peeta, pouring my whole heart and soul into the kiss till they latterly ripped me away from his grasp.

"Naomi!" Peeta yelled as he reached to grab my hand. I held onto it as long as I could, treasuring the moment I had with him. This was happening.. I was saying my last goodbye to the boy I love.

"Peeta I love you!" I screamed as our hands were pulled apart, breaking the only link we would ever have again. Once the door closed and I was thrown on the floor, I let all my anger and frustration out in a single cry before I was kicked by a peacekeeper to shut up. This was truly a goodbye… To no one in particular I started to talk. "You know that you are in love when the hardest thing to do is say good-bye..."

Don't you dare look out your window
Darling everything's on fire
The war outside our door keeps raging on
Hold on to this lullaby
Even when the music's gone

Should i make this into a full story?

I had a whole lot of fun writing this :P

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