The Hunger Games
I’m okay that you used me because I know you needed it. I just wish I could have gotten the chance to use you, because I needed it too.
You were the first to break my heart. Well done.
I spent my whole life wasted in bars with boys,
playing rock ‘n’ roll dancing in the white noise.
Used to talk about where we’d be and where we’d go.
Now we know, baby, now we know.
I don’t know what it is.
“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.”
This is the part of me that you’re never ever going to take away from me.
I’m not afraid of trying again. I’m afraid of getting hurt for the same reason.
Those who simply wait for information to find them, spend a lot of time sitting by the phone. Those who go out and find it themselves, have something to say when it rings.
You can’t make your heart feel something it won’t.