e-mmacarstairs:

 ”I wonder how she’ll make up her mind”


You took me to your favorite place on Earth
to see the tree they cut down ten years from your birth.
Our fingers traced in circles round its history,
we brushed our hands right back in time through centuries.

As you held me down, you said:

"I’ll see you in the future when we’re older
and we are full of stories to be told. 
Cross my heart and hope to die,
I’ll see you with your laughter lines.” 


I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.






The Hunger Games || Everything Will Break

mine:)

took f****** forever

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