They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!

A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . .

I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. & he has betrayed me

Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.

I clench his hands to the point of pain. "Stay with me." His pupils contract to pinpoints, dialate again rapidly, and then return to something resembling normalcy. "Always," he murmurs.

its not in my nature to go down without a fight even when things seem insurmountable

Tick tock, this is a clock.