It's been awhile I know. Life's been pretty interesting, but now that summer vacation has started, you guys might be seeing some more from me. I'm currently working on an Orange is the New Black fic right now. I don't want to put any of it up until I have at least five chapters though. I'm sure if you have read my other writings, you would know that I tend to not finish my stories.

Anyways, I noticed the other day that people were asking for more additions to Elena's diary, so I am considering more, but don't expect them. I figured that this would be a good add-on though.

Let me know what you think. Review, favorite, all of that good stuff.

-Marissa

He's gone. Damon is gone and I am left to deal with that. It hasn't even been a month since and I can't hold myself together anymore. Everyone keeps telling me to be strong, that they'll figure out a way to get them back, but Bonnie's gone too. Unless another witch pops up somewhere with knowledge of the other side, my guess is we aren't going to find a way to save my best friend and the love of my life.

Stefan keeps looking at me like I have terminal cancer. There used to be a time where I believed his words were like a salve to my wounds, now every time I see him, it makes me just want to give in to the hunger. To be what Damon always thought he was, a heartless monster. I mean what's the point? My heart is gone. Damon took it with him, and I don't think I'd want it back if it meant I'd still have to live in a world without him.

Caroline tip toes around me, waiting for me to blow up in everyone's faces. Alaric has been sleeping in Jenna's room again, Jeremy couldn't be happier. The worst part is it seems like everyone else has moved on, like they have already exhausted every possible option to bringing them back. They always manage to be sad around me though, to pity me because I'm not as strong as they all thought I was. Well fuck them. I've been strong enough for everyone when they couldn't handle things, when Stefan was feeding on people just because he didn't know how to stop, and when Caroline's biggest fear was Matt hating her. I was the one that stood by them, helped them, and went out of my way to fix things. It's like they don't even want to try. I realize Damon wasn't a favorite, but he is my favorite, my person, my love.

Caroline can't even stand to be around me anymore, getting cuddly with Stefan as of late. It's like I'm draining them of their happiness. I'd rather just sleep, that way I can at least dream that Damon still has his arms wrapped around me. I know him; he wouldn't choose to leave me, not when we had just found each other again. Damon missed the time frame because he was helping someone no doubt. He was a good man, a strong and dependable man no matter what anyone else says. I knew from the moment he traded his life for the sake of Caroline's when he was bitten by Tyler that he was a new man, a changed man who realized that he had been in the wrong.

He told me that I would have liked him back in 1864, but the thing is, I loved him then and I love him even more now. Hell, even when he first showed up around town, when he turned Vicky, I still saw something in him no one else saw. Not even Stefan could see what I had. Compassion, Damon was full of it.

The only thing keeping me from skipping town, going rouge, and becoming Katherine is the possibility of Damon returning. The chances are slim, but if he ever knew, if he ever found out that I had turned off my humanity again, it would ruin him. He would seize to be the man he fought to be, and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy, let alone him.

So I'll keep fighting. For me, for him. Until my eyes meet his again.