Birds Are Settling Down For The Night,

But Because Two Can Play At This Game, I Stand On Tiptoe And Kiss His Cheek. Right On His Bruise.

This Is What Birds See. Only They're Free And Safe. The Very Opposite Of Me.

It’s Not Wondering What I Breathe In, But Who, That Threatens To Choke Me.

You Love Me. Real Or Not Real?" I Tell Him, "real.

To This Day, I Can Never Shake The Connection Between This Boy, Peeta Mellark, And The Bread That Gave Me Hope, And The Dandelion That Reminded Me That I Was Not Doomed.