I Must Have Loved You A Lot.

The Glue Of Mutual Need That Bonded Us So Tightly Together For All Those Years Is Melting Away. Dark Patches, Not Light, Show In The Spaces Between Us.

You Know, I Think This Is The First Time We've Ever Done Anything Normal Together.

No More Fear Of Hunger. A New Kind Of Freedom. But What Then ... What? What Would My Life Be Like On A Daily Basis? Most Of It Has Been Consumed With The Acquisition Of Food. Take That Away And I'm Not Really Sure Who I Am, What My Identity Is. The Idea Scares Me Some.

No One Will Forget Me. Not My Look, Not My Name. Katniss. The Girl Who Was On Fire.

Desperate, Yet No Longer Alone After That Day, Because We'd Found Each Other.