Many years ago, a raven haired man would return to Mystic Falls, at least once a year on May 23rd to pay his respect to a girl he once new. A girl that he once loved and respected.

Every year he never failed to forget that day.

So on May 23rd 2009, he was back in Mystic Falls to lay a single red rose on her grave, as a reminder of said girl.

"Mom...Elena and I are coming home...yeah I know...but-yeah I'll see you soon.."

Damon hears that familiar honeyed voice.

He followed the sound and somehow found himself on the bridge, holding a single red rose.

"Willa?"

The girl turned around, a look of shock resting on her oval shaped face.

Her bright blue eyes went round as she stares at the man in front of her.

She brought her phone away from her ear and gulped.

"Can I help you sir?" She asks in a whispery tone.

"Um. You just look a lot like a girl I used to know?"

"Is that right?" Damon nodded his head.

He rubs his head sheepishly and cocked his head to the side, "So who was on the phone with you?"

The girl looks back to her phone and let out an annoyed sounded sigh, "Just my mother, me and my sister snuck out to come to this party but I wasn't having fun and my sister got into fight with her boyfriend and she's saying goodbye to our friends." The girl explained and she spared the flower a questionable look. "What's with the rose D-sir?"

Damon cocked a grin, "It's for a friend, she's...dead and this is for her."

"How did she die?" The girl asks quickly after Damon was finished, before lightly blushing, "Sorry." she whispers but Damon just smirked and let out a chuckle.

"It's fine," he said, waking her off. "She died because of an idiot." Damon kept the story short as he held out a hand, "My name is Damon."

"Willow." Willow spoke as she shook the man's hand.

Damon let go of the hand and sighed as he looked down at the rose, then back at the girl, "I have to go."

Willow raises her thinned brows, "going to deliver the rose now?"

Damon nodded her head, "my friend was born at 11:34 pm, so I have too."

"Goodbye Damon."

"Goodbye Willow."

The man looked deep into Willow's blue eyes, like he was looking into her soul.

"You won't remember this meeting okay Willow."

Willow nodded her head, agreeing with Damon's words.

"Yes." she breathed as Damon offers her a forced smile, "Goodbye Willow."

Willow blinked a few times and then she stared into the dark distance.