***I don't own Hunger Games. All characters belong to Suzanne Collins***
It's winter. Life is hard. Every night I softly cry myself to sleep, wishing for a life where someone can hold me and tell me it's alright. I want Gale.
It's winter. Life is hard. Every night I don't sleep because I can't stop thinking about her and the mistakes I've made. I want Katniss.
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My best friend is happy. He has to be. I'm sure he's moved on from me. But right now, all I want is Gale.
My best friend is happy. She has to be. I'm sure she's moved on from me. But right now, all I want is Katniss.
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I sighed, looking out the window, watching the snow fall into a beautiful pattern on the ground. Young kids are playing around in the snow. Nothing to worry about. The war is over. We no longer work for the Capitol. And yet I'm still not happy. A single tear dribbles down my face. I want Gale. Now that Peeta is gone, I need someone to comfort me. I'll always love Peeta, but now that he is dead my nightmares are worst and I am always miserable. Only one person can ever cheer me up when I'm like this. Gale.
I'm sitting in my rocking chair. I expect Gale to be here. But he's not. And he won't ever be. Every time I close my eyes I see his face. I hear his voice everywhere. But it's not him. It's me going crazy. Someone's knocking at the door. Part of me wants to go a check if it's Gale. But it won't be. It will probably be Haymitch. I sigh and sit back in my chair. The door opens. I can hear it. "Katniss?"
I stand up and turn away. It is Gale. I run into his arms, tears of happiness streaming down my face. "Katniss" I look up at Gale. He lightly kisses me.
"I love you"
"I love you too"