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Chapter Twenty Five- Yours

Damon sat in front of his computer desk, scratching his chin with his pen. He wanted to write a letter to Elena, one which he would never send, especially since he could just e-mail it to her, but which he would store inside a locked box for years to come, until the day when he would find it and remember her, or hopefully think of the sad days he had spent without Elena, unable to picture what the future held for him. He had planned everything carefully so that he would not be interrupted, but he hadn't thought that writing the letter would be so hard. He never had trouble writing. It wasn't something he did often, but when he did the word just flew out of the pen. However, all he had written down were meaningless words.

Dear Elena,

I know you will never get this, as I will never send it

And nothing more. Just two lines of words that didn't convey anything of what he felt. Damon let out a chuckle, remembering all the times his mother tried to get him to actually focus on writing class. He didn't think she could have guessed where this knowledge would go to. He planned on writing the letter so that it was the most meaningful thing he wrote in over a hundred years. It wouldn't be so hard, since he hadn't written that much, but he still wanted to make it worthwhile.

He closed his eyes for a second and allowed his mind to roam free. Before he knew it, his hand was moving, the pen scratching the paper, words flowing out easily.

Dear Elena,

If you ever see this, it means I succeeded. For months I have longed for your company, desired you, wanted to be with you as more than a friend, but you were never available. Not to me, anyway.

I don't think you will ever be able to understand how much I love you and respect you. I don't fully comprehend it. I'm surprised by how often I catch myself doing things that I normally wouldn't. Those things, Elena, are the ones that end up meaning the most to me, the ones that keep popping up in my mind and bringing a smile to my lips. I do, however, hope that one day I will understand my feelings for you, why they exist and why I care so much about you even though, for now, you don't return my feelings. I really hope one day I'll understand because then I will be one step closer to having you.

You may not be able to see this, but you changed me so much. I used to be like Stefan is now, a bloodthirsty killer with no regard for his preys, but you made me realize that I didn't have to be like that, that I was more than the monster I thought myself to be, You woke up my humanity. For a while, it bothered me, but it doesn't anymore. I know now how important it is to have it. I wish you could see how special you were and still are to me. Without you, Elena, I would still be roaming the streets, searching for my next victim, with no hopes, no expectations, just the pleasure of the kill.

I hope one day I'll show you this and we will remember the times when we thought our relationship was something crazy and impossible.

Yours truly,

Damon

He reread his letter, slightly embarrassed as he thought of Elena's reaction if she ever found that. He folded the paper and put it inside the box he had saved especially for it, burring it under other papers and some small objects to hide it. As he put it back inside his wardrobe, Damon smiled. Maybe one day he would really be with Elena, like he wanted so badly.

Author's Note: I know it's not the way my chapters usually are, but I had this idea and I just had to write it.

New episode! I still haven't watched it, but I'll probably do so tomorrow. I just can't wait for it! That last scene between Damon and Elena gave me some hopes in the Delena department...

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