I don't. I don't think that. It's my fault, and Snow's, but it was done to you to hurt me, and it still hurts when it affects you. I hate that it's still something you have to deal with and it wouldn't have happened to you if it weren't for me. I want to help you with it, but it takes me by surprise sometimes and when you look at me like you don't know who I am, like you're afraid of me, it just
It hurts everywhere, Peeta. You're under my skin, in my heart and my head and everywhere else and usually that's the best feeling in the world, but when you're in that much pain and it's because of me, it feels like all those parts of me start to die. But you always get better and it all comes back and it feels incredible again and I've accepted it, I really have, because you're worth it. You're worth every single bit of it and you'd be worth even more and I can handle it, all of it, as long as you keep coming back to me.
And I want to stop letting it affect me so much, so that I can help you, but it broke me, too. I'm trying my best, though.