I don't think I can choose. When I choose one, I lose the other. I've lost so many people already, I can't bear to lose anyone else.
Elena knew she had to make a choice one day, not even one day it had to be soon. It wasn't right to lead them on and she knew it. She had to make a choice but she didn't want to.
Maybe it was selfish of her. But after losing everyone in her life so far, she couldn't bear the thought of letting one of them go, no matter how wrong it was to do that.
And maybe the bigger question was-who was she to choose?
She never loved anyone as much as she did then. Elena had her fair share of boyfriends but she never really felt anything for them. Maybe Matt in the beginning, but as time went on the sparks died down, and any feelings she had had gone.
But with the Salvatore brothers she felt a love so deep that without them she wouldn't find the will to carry on living. It sounded corny, but it was the god honest truth.
For Damon, who could have been the devils son, but for all his faults and believe her they were many, she got to see the real him unlike nobody else. Yeah, he was a right ass, and maybe a bit on the side of evil; but on the inside he could be the funniest nicest guys she ever met.
For Stefan, he came at a time when she needed someone the most. And Stefan he was an all good round guy, his only issue with his blood drinking. But Stefan understood her unlike any one else.
It was a hard choice.
But she had to make one.