Teardrops of the dead

A soft breeze blows through the other wise still meadow, and i grin as i felt your strong arms wind around my waiste and pull me

flush against you in a backwards hug ,as your lips leave soft, chastised kisses on the back of my neck, reeking havic on my nervous system.

I squirm around in your arms until were face to face, and slowly wrap my arms around your neck, pulling your face down closer

to mine and lightly brushing your lips with my own, relishing in the farmiliar flare of heat that spreads through my entire body like

wildfire with the most simpliest of touches. As if feeling my response you hold me tighter and I can see a cocky grin stretch across

your lips as i let out a soft whimper of aprovel and push my lips against yours again. The heat increases again until i feel like my whole

body is incased in a painless fire. You waste no time and quickly deepen the kiss and I sigh quietly as i feel your cool tounge lightly

trace my bottom lip, seeking an entrance. As our tounges clash and fight for dominance, im overwhelmed at the feelings that bubble

up inside me and scream to get out. Lust. happyness. Love.

After everything we've been through together it still amazes me, the extent of my feelings for you, Scares me even. It feels as though

the only thing keeping me safely anchored to the ground is you, but at the same time you make me feel so wonderfully carefree and light.

I pull back and run my hand through your lush black hair and smile as i see the love in your dark, botomless eyes. "Damon." I whisper and

you smile. I give a squeal of delight and laugh as you gentely pick me up and spin me around so fast, it really does feel as though were flying. Everything blurs together, the pale green leaves of the trees, the multiple colours of flowers, the baby blue of the bright sky. I laugh again, because this moment feels so perfect it doesnt seem real. For a moment I just listen as are laughter mingles together in its own sort of musical

harmony, and as the laughter dies down so does everything else. Suddenly i feel cold and realize I shouldnt be here. "Bonnie..." The word comes out softly and is carried away by the wind, I look around frantically and spot you standing silently in the middle of our own perfect moment, a look of sorrow on your perfect face that makes me want to cry out. I stumble towards your unmoving form and reach my hand towards you but the ground below us begins to shake and rumble violently and im being pulled away from you. I do cry out this time and despereatly try to reach for you but i cant, i cant even see you anymore, all i hear is the faint voice in the wind. And then i know your gone.

I look around slowly and try to make sence of my surroundings. Its dark, it dull and its fells church gravyard. Im confused, why am here?

I look around again and notice that the whole gang is here, but somethings not right. Elenas clutching on to Stefan like he's the only thing

keeping her alive, and poor Stefan looks like hes being pricked by thousands of tiny wooden stakes, his face is contorted in some kind of

agony that hurts just to look at. Merideth is clinging to Sage in a simaller fashion and is only in slighly less worse condition than Elena and

Sage looks like he's barely keeping it together. I frown as i feel a prick on my finger and look down just in time to see a black rose fall

limply to the ground. Just below a gravestone. Reality hits me with the force of a steam engine and i feel one lone tear drop slide down my

cheek as i drop to my knees in front of the grave.

Damon Salvatore

Loyal friend, beloved brother and cherished husband.

May he rest in peace.

More silent tears give way and gush down my cheeks, as i tenderly caress the cool grey stone and whisper your name, agony ripples

through my chest. I refuse to picture you under the ground, pale and unmoving and instead close my eyes and imagine you with your

head tilted to the side and your hair falling over one side of your face, your eyes twinkling with amusement and a wicked smile teasing

your lips. This is how i'll always rember you. My Damon.

Only then do i rember the words that the wind had carried to me in the meadow.

"Never forget Carra." I'll never forget Damon.

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A/N Please review! (:

-Courtney xx