Damon could not believe it, he would not believe it because it just hurt too damn much, it literally broke his hear. Caroline was dead, her lifeless body draped across his lap, her long blonde hair cascading over his shoulder as he held her body close to his chest. He continuously rocked her in his arms, pressing his face into her hair, it amazed him how she always seemed to smell of peppermint and vanilla.
Oh how he was going to miss that smell, but not only was he going to miss her smell, he would miss her laugh, her smile, her touch.. everything. Tears began to form in his eyes as he truly realized that she was gone. He had never even had the chance to tell her how sorry he was for the way that he had treated her, of all the people in Mystic Falls she did not deserve it. Her beautiful green eyes were staring up at him blankly, they had never been so full of life and now none of that was left. Brushing his fingers down the side of her cheek, tears rolled down his face as he silently wept for her.
"I am so sorry blondie. I am so sorry that I could not save you," he whispered pitifully, his voice dry and hoarse from his tears. "I am so sorry."