A/N: So this was technically my first Vampire Diaries fic but I never posted it on here so I thought I'd just add it. I love Damon and Elena's relationship and I saw something on tumblr that inspired this so I hope you like it! Enjoy!

Dear Diary

Damon tightens his grip on Elena as they lie together in his bed and he absently plays with the ends of her hair.

"I wish I had my diary…" Elena mumbles, burying her head into his black t-shirt as she contemplates her entire mess of a day, seeking comfort in Damon's arms.

Damon raises his brows in surprise at the honesty of her request and hesitates before pressing his lips against her head. "You could pretend I'm your diary." he offers softly, running his fingers through her hair that flows down her back. "Write to me… your mouth the paper… your heart the pen…"

"Fine, here goes." she says nervously, taking a deep breath and keeping her eyes away from his and directed toward the ceiling.

"Dear Diary, today I finally admitted something to myself. Something I've been denying for way too long now. I once said that it would always be Stefan, but I've come to realize that some love just isn't meant to last. And maybe it was because of him, transforming into the ripper or maybe it was because of me, letting him go and not keeping faith but in the end the passion between Stefan and I has gone and it's not coming back.

For so long there has been one pain I often feel, one that has been piercing me ever since the first day Damon Salvatore and I met. Its been burning me every single time we've been together, causing sparks and lighting fire between us. I've known all along that something has been going on but I've been too scared, too ashamed to admit it because loving both Stefan and Damon at the same time makes me more like Katherine than I ever realized and its forced me to see that not only do her and I share a face but we share a love for both brothers, each of us loving one more than the other but being too selfish to pick only one.

But today, I'm done being Katherine. I'm done following in her darkened footsteps. Today, I'm Elena Gilbert and I'm making my choice. Damon Salvatore is who I choose. The man who's been there and protected me from the start." she finishes, shifting her gaze to his. "I've never said it out loud before, but I love you, Damon, more than you will ever know."

Damon lifts himself off his elbows, his eyes brimming with tears as he leans back against his headboard and stares down at Elena as she places her head in his lap. How long has he waited for this moment? How many times has he wished for her love? And now she is willingly giving to him as if he deserves it, as if he's worthy.

"I love you, Elena." he tells her fiercely and she sits up, moving to position herself on his lap as she stares deeply into his cerulean cobalt eyes. He cradles her face, running his calloused thumbs across her cheek as she moves her soft finger tips across his jaw line. She smiles sweetly at him before leaning in and closing the gap between them and Damon knows he's never felt more alive then he does in this moment.