If I don't say this now I will surely break

As I'm leaving the one I want to take

My dearest Elena,

I'm leaving.

As I write this letter to you, I can feel the aching in my chest, the human feelings that I should not be feeling. The doubt that you will ever even read the words I am about to put down. Even so, I feel like you should know the truth. About me.

There's no reason for me to stay in Mystic Falls any longer. Katherine is gone, she was never even here. I don't know why I hadn't thought of leaving sooner; I guess you distracted me. From the truth, the truth that she never loved me, and she never will. Stefan can live in peace now, without having me wreaking havoc on his life from every direction. All I've been is a burden to all of you- you, my brother, Bonnie, Caroline, Jeremy- and you don't deserve all the pain I've caused. None of you do.

Especially you, Elena. You've always been so kind to me, accepting, understanding; something no one has been to me a long while. Stefan hates me, he always has, and everyone else have been too afraid of me. Part of that is my fault, for being the monster that I have. After all, who would want to be friends with a killer? Your history teacher is dead, Bree is dead, so many innocent people that you once knew are dead, and it's because of me. You don't deserve anything that's happened to you. Of all the horrible things I've done, coming to Mystic Falls and causing you all this pain is by far the worst. I would never hurt you, ever. Not intentionally. You should know that.

Even when we were standing in the woods, and I threatened that I would turn you. It was a lie. You are perfect just as you are, as the kind, compassionate human being that all of us love. Turning you would be such a mistake; I don't know why I lied, maybe to make myself feel better? God, I'm selfish. So, so, so selfish. I don't know how all of you put up with me. I was only here for the game; for Katherine; for the thrill of the hunt. I used you, all of you, and I've never regretted something so much in all my centuries of living.

Basically what I'm trying to say is…I'm sorry.

For everything.

I think my absence is for the best. You can all go on living your lives, without me making things more complicated than they already are.

Trust me, Elena.

Just this once, I'm begging you. Please trust me. This is for the best. Don't come looking for me. I'm not worth it. Stop lying to yourself. This 'connection' we have…it doesn't matter. My final request of you is to just grant me this one wish, the wish for you to be happy. Make my brother happy. Please. For me, Elena.

Goodbye for now, love.

Yours always,

Damon

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