You think that I'm broken, that I'm a fractured doll in need of repair. I think I believed you once before, but that was due to devotion and guilt and I feel none of those things now. I'm free of them.
I know you will try to help me- try to heal me. I understand why, for I understand you. Not in any empathetic sense, just an abstract one. You see Stefan, with my mind clear of my feelings for you… I finally see what makes you tick. We're both more similar than you will ever admit- both of us are better empty.
Maybe you are broken.
Maybe I can fix you.
But that is all I will do for you. Damon tries to make you into a better vampire; Caroline tries to make you into a better man. I will do none of those things. You can have your agony, your inner turmoil, your regret. Take them all. Discard them, savor them, hate them- I have no preference. I will accept you whichever way you decide to go, for I desire neither your pain nor your happiness. Yet strangely, you still desire my happiness.
Because you love me.
My mother once told me that if you love something, you should set it free. Damon freed me from my emotions and torment- can you do the same?
I'm brand new. I'm better. I'm free.