When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No... don't blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away...

"Your such an asshole! I don't know why I thought we could work." She screamed while throwing books and vases at him with her mind.

They did this often. This fighting thing. This thing where they'd hate then love, then hate again.

"O yeah, well your not a prize yourself witch!"

"Ugh I can't stand you, your just so...so..."

In a flash he stood in front of her. Bright blue eyes demanded her to finish. Urging her to end them this game of madness they played.

"So what. Say it Bonnie. So unmanageable. So difficult. So unlovable say it. Say how you truly feel about me."

As she looked at him she saw all the walls she was so tired of fighting throw breaking down. She saw the pain that Katherine and Elena had caused him. She saw him screaming and crying about all the hurt he's been through and how he did not give a shit about mine. She saw the pain he felt from his father and everyone else in this world rejecting him. Everyone except for her.

At that moment she looked into his eyes with her own teary green orbs and said the three words no one has said to him in a long time.

"I love you."