The Trainer
Silently standing by the Pit
Deep mysterious past hidden
His cool exterior
His stiff posture
Make it seem like he is nothing more than a trainer
With a twitch of his lips
And
His hand in yours
His dark blue eyes
Fill with a certain trust, love, and understanding
As he pulls you deeper, closer
Through his darkest thoughts, his deepest fears
And now you know
He his not Four, your trainer
He is Tobias Eaton, the boy you love
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