Dear Mother,
It's been such a long time since I really saw you as a Mother. One who could look after Prim and me. That all changed when you left after he died. Now I don't blame you, you were sick. It's still hard, when I think of us calling out your name, desperate for you not to leave us. But you didn't. You went away and didn't come back.
Eventually you did, but I still wonder sometimes. When I see a distant look in your eye when you look at Prim, like you barley knows who she is, or when I say you name and you don't reply. It always reminds me of those times, when you thought we would be better off without.
We never would be, you have to know that. No matter what you thought at the time. I never want you to leave me again, but now I've got you back I have to go. There's no chance I'll ever come back to you and Prim.
You have to be a Mother to her, I told you this when I went away last year but I mean it. Prim has grown up so much already but she's still your daughter. And I'm still you daughter too. Keep singing for me because my nightmares are getting worse, they are happening when I wake up.
Prim needs you, you can get by still. Gale won't just leave you, make sure he's okay for me please? He needs you too.
Look after yourself Mum. I'm going to die in these Games but I want too. I want someone else to have a chance at life because I can't. Peeta will live and be happy, while I can't ever be if I know I could have saved him.
I can save him Mum, I know I can.
I love you.
Your daughter, Katniss