Dear Katniss

Dear Katniss (43)

Dear Just Katniss,

If you're a bird, I'm a bird.

I'm sorry to hear about Gale. Perhaps we are a portrayal of 'more than what we are' but in reality- is that the truth?

Do you think all these days, months, even years spent waiting for possibly one letter from each other is showing a certain desire...that maybe the whole time you've not been alone; you felt alone? Like, there was something missing.

I'm making big assumptions, but I feel like we're not writing to each other because there's nothing else to do- we're writing to each other for a bigger reason. We're waiting for each other for a bigger reason. I wish I could tell you what that reason was, but I don't really know myself. Maybe there is a part of me that wishes we were actually more than what we are. Maybe we already are more than we are. I have so many unanswered questions. But also so many questions where the answer is already clear. For example, am I in love with you?

From Just Peeta