Someday, we will all see the awesomeness that is Delena. Until then...let's keep the fires burning.

All We Are

We have...a connection. We have a connection, and it's driving me mad.

Just because I've seen a different side to you doesn't mean that I can forget the other side – the side that makes me want to kick and claw and scream and run – just like that. You've killed (and you kill) good people, and there's no turning back from that. My heart doesn't heal fast enough to turn my face from what you've done. And at the same time, why should it? It's Stefan I want, Stefan I need and who needs me; Damon Salvatore is just an aberration, a blip on my radar.

But, sadly, that's not even it. You block out the sky with your cruelty and eclipse it with your goodness, and you're as confusing to me as I suppose I am to you. You skate around the edges of my life, the dark figure in the shadows who for some reason has my back, never quite explaining what you want from me – to annoy Stefan, to remind you of Katherine, to bind us together for some deeper reason? I never know what to expect; what you'll do next.

It frightens me.

And even as it frightens me, it's enchanting – you're like a little kid sometimes, so blue eyed and vital. On some days I can forget that you're Stefan's brother, that you're cruel and sadistic; on some days, you're just a boy that I want to be around. On some days, I wouldn't mind you being my friend.

Damon Salvatore, my friend. It doesn't really seem logical, does it?

In my heart of hearts, I know it's deeper than that. Deeper, and messier, and far far worse. I can't trust you not to cheat me, I can't trust you not to use me, and now I can't even trust you not to hurt me for the sake of Katherine's face. You're a shell without your love for her, I see that – but for some reason, I don't want to let you go; I can't let you go.

And when I hold you to hold you together, I know there's a piece of you that wants me – wants us – too.