If only he was with me now! But, of course, I don’t want that. I don’t want him in the arena where he’d be dead in a few days. I just … I miss him. And I hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must.
Gale meets my eyes, mouths something at me I can’t make out. I don’t know what to do. I can’t leave him, but I can’t reach him either. His lips move again. I shake my head to indicate my confusion. At any minute, they’ll realize who they’ve captured. The Peacekeepers are hauling him inside now. “Go!” I hear him yell.
(Source: frostingpeetaswounds)



