#peeta

Do it. Before they send those mutts back or something. I don't want to die like Cato," he says. “Then you shoot me," I say furiously, shoving the weapons back at him. "You shoot me and go home and live with it!" And as I say it, I know death right here, right now would be the easier of the two. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #the-hunger-games #death

I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#love #missing-you #peeta #relationships #the-hunger-games

You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

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I must have loved you a lot. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #love

Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#love #mockingjay #peeta #romance #love

You love me. Real or not real? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#love

It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I'm okay once I realize you're here.. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#peeta-mellark #science-fiction #science

You're alive," I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #peeta #smile

We were five. You had a plaid dress and your hair...it was in two braids instead of one. My father pointed you out while we were waiting to line up. He said, 'See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner.' And I said, 'A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you?' And he said, 'Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.' So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She put you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, ever bird outside the windows fell silent. And right when your song ended, I knew -just like your mother- I was a goner. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#music

So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent...and right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#music