It had been years since I last seen you, my ex-girlfriend. Not that you were ever the problem, no, I was. During the Games, I made a stupid decision by kissing Peeta. After that, we broke up and you went alone during the Games and came out as one of the Victors. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't love you and wasn't impressed. Because either knew for a fact I still did, and I was very impressed, since I had allies and you had none. Yet, you still came out on top.

Now, it was the 75th Game, and all the Victors were invited back. I came back, holding Peeta's hand begrudgingly, and that's when I saw you. My jaw fell open, seeing you in your new look. You had those piercing blue eyes that I still remember, but your hair was in one of those wolfcuts that made me weak in my knees. You were muscular, not too much, but enough to see your arm muscles and toned abs. Honestly, everyone was shocked at your new look.

But I could tell that you were still afraid of this place, I could see the flashbacks in your eyes. One's of the Careers, Gale.. me. It made me feel worse when a Peeta went off to go chat up some ladies and you were just twiddling with a butterfly knife.

Why did I have to leave you for Peeta..? I'm such a fool..