was this really happening? Could annie really be here with me, is she really going to be my wife? ou is this a trick? Is this another challenge in the games, where im shown my wildest dreams to completely distract my mind from the awful reality that the games are?
No, this is happening.
When I see annie walk toward me, a glowing image of a beautiful green dress and flowing red hair, my cœur, coeur stops and my mind focuses and I know this is real. Her eyes are lucid, I can tell, the way her eyes flit around the room but between every flit, they rest on me and my eyes are drawn to her shy little smile. She’s holding a tiny bouquet; her thumbs are nervously stroking the ribbon that holds the fleurs together. That’s all it is; she’s nervous, not out of it. She’ll remember this jour for the rest of her life, and not the way she remembers the hunger games. When she remembers the games I see all the emotions dance across her face: fear, desperation, confusion, betrayal, and hatred. When she remembers this day, I pray none of those emotions come to mind. I want this to be perfect for her. She deserves it. She deserves some good memories after all this time.
This is like our reunion when they first brought her back to district 13. We’re the only ones here, the only ones that matter. You’d think that the ultimate reward I received for winning the hunger games was my life, but really my life is worth nothing without annie.
The ceremony ends with our kiss, the lingering taste of salt water on both of our lips.
No, this is happening.
When I see annie walk toward me, a glowing image of a beautiful green dress and flowing red hair, my cœur, coeur stops and my mind focuses and I know this is real. Her eyes are lucid, I can tell, the way her eyes flit around the room but between every flit, they rest on me and my eyes are drawn to her shy little smile. She’s holding a tiny bouquet; her thumbs are nervously stroking the ribbon that holds the fleurs together. That’s all it is; she’s nervous, not out of it. She’ll remember this jour for the rest of her life, and not the way she remembers the hunger games. When she remembers the games I see all the emotions dance across her face: fear, desperation, confusion, betrayal, and hatred. When she remembers this day, I pray none of those emotions come to mind. I want this to be perfect for her. She deserves it. She deserves some good memories after all this time.
This is like our reunion when they first brought her back to district 13. We’re the only ones here, the only ones that matter. You’d think that the ultimate reward I received for winning the hunger games was my life, but really my life is worth nothing without annie.
The ceremony ends with our kiss, the lingering taste of salt water on both of our lips.
This is written completely par me so don't toi dare steal it! If toi do use it, remember to credit me, ou else! This was inspired par THG & My friend Nadia (Nahh-Deee-Aaahh)
I bust the windows out your shop
'cause toi never gave me my chops
i asked for them a week il y a
but toi never delivered them, no
I bust the windows out your shop
when i figured you'd never deliver
Those mutton chops in that mutton pie
so because of toi im blind in the eye
I must admit toi didn't do it
but i aint forgiving you, not a bit
'cause i went to the games
and i got punched in the face
toi see, i was quite hungry
and toi didnt give me
That pie when i told toi i needed it
But now toi can see what toi have done
My eye has gone, forever it has gone
ow,ow,ow,ow
I bust the windows out your shop
'cause toi never gave me my chops
i asked for them a week il y a
but toi never delivered them, no
I bust the windows out your shop
when i figured you'd never deliver
Those mutton chops in that mutton pie
so because of toi im blind in the eye
I must admit toi didn't do it
but i aint forgiving you, not a bit
'cause i went to the games
and i got punched in the face
toi see, i was quite hungry
and toi didnt give me
That pie when i told toi i needed it
But now toi can see what toi have done
My eye has gone, forever it has gone
ow,ow,ow,ow
(Credit to xitsdanielle on tumblr)
Katniss is a fierce dame.
She’ll lift up her bow and quickly take aim.
Peeta likes to bake bread, in his dad’s oven
He’s a baker man.
They’re tributes in The Hunger Games.
Now all of Panem knows their names.
And they don’t even know what,
but they’ve gotta survive, yeah they’ve gotta survive.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games
toi better run, better hide, gotta be quicker.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games
Fighting for their lives, trying to be the victor.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games
toi better run, better hide, gotta be quicker.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games.
Fighting for their lives, trying to be the victor.
Katniss is a fierce dame.
She’ll lift up her bow and quickly take aim.
Peeta likes to bake bread, in his dad’s oven
He’s a baker man.
They’re tributes in The Hunger Games.
Now all of Panem knows their names.
And they don’t even know what,
but they’ve gotta survive, yeah they’ve gotta survive.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games
toi better run, better hide, gotta be quicker.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games
Fighting for their lives, trying to be the victor.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games
toi better run, better hide, gotta be quicker.
All the tributes in The Hunger Games.
Fighting for their lives, trying to be the victor.
