I Want You So Bad it Hurts
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Damon POV
I see her face every morning when I wake up but she does not sleep in this bed. I can feel her skin on my finger-tips, hear her breathing in and out, but only in my imagination. I have been imagining her in my bed beside me for a while, but I know that it will only ever be in my head. She will never sleep beside me, never feel restful with me, and it hurts. Damn it, I don't want to want her any more; I want this pain to go away, to die. I don't want to lose her but I know I will.
She's human, and as long as she's human she is already dying. She won't last another eighty years, and a century can seem as short as a week to an immortal. A week, this is all her life is as a human. Seven days, and no chances to win her heart. As long as she's human she'll stay warm and capable of hating me. As long as she still breathes she will feel emotion and she'll care. But she'll die, eventually, and I can't imagine being when she did. But knowing that she does not want me too is excruciating. I hate feeling so weak and powerless, so unable to change how she feels. It makes me want to end it.
I can hear her voice about a quarter of a mile away and it echoes in my head. She never mentions my name, and I can hear her lips touching Stephens - and moving against one another. I can hear him tell her that he loves her – but what does he know of love? I doubt he feels the love that I am feeling right now. I doubt anyone has ever felt this burning pain and managed to stay sane, but I will try, for her. For Elena. For a chance.