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Aiden rolled his eyes, grabbing the medical kit from his bag and running up to Alastar. And yet she does nothing he thinks. He takes the blanket out from the bag, rubbing Alastar.
I stop throwing snowballs for a second and look at him. "You need help?" I ask. "I have a bunch of sweaters that you can use." I say dumping them beside him.
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.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
I nod slowly. I pick up my jackets and quickly put them back on me. "Well... uh... till next time." I say starting to walk off back to town.
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.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
I continue walking, pitying myself for going away because now I have nothing to do.
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.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
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.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.