She understood me, no one else seemed to and even if they did they didn’t understand as far as she did she had the depth and warmth like a mother but more like a lover . She was every guys dream, I remember the day of the reaping as if it was yesterday, but it wasn’t was it? It was a few years ago now, I was heading to the hill ‘oh how I’ve missed this place, oh how I’ve missed her, here is the place me and katniss use to go after and before hunting. I think I had my hope’s set far to high believing we could ever be together, she was so beautiful and probably still is, everyone back at home believes I’m fast asleep with my door locked, but somehow I’ve ended up here far away from home, just stood here confused on our hill, with our memories whizzing around my head honestly wish she would run up the hill and sit beside me, I wish we could be hunting again, I wish I was holding a fresh loaf of bread like the good old day’s sharing it with her. As I walked back down the hill into the wood’s there it was ...... just laying there my heart sunk she promised that she’d keep it forever it was next to where she used to hide her arrow’s it wasn’t how it used to be it was definitely our ‘shiny grey stone ‘ perfect just like her eyes but the shininess’ had gone almost fade just like our love, we found that on the night she kissed me, her eyes sparkled matching the stone I picked it up it was a perfect heart shape I handed it to her , like I was handing her my heart breaking the pure silent’s she smiled and promised to keep it forever ‘oh how she lied, I wished she loved me but she doesn’t she loves Peeta.
