“You hate me, huh? That sounds like the beginning of a love story, not the end of one.”
Take the cure with me. That’s how much I know this is real, that’s how certain I am that I’m gonna love you even after all this is over. Take the cure. Be human with me. We can be together, grow old together… this doesn’t have to be hard anymore.
“One of these days, you’re gonna realize you don’t know me half as well as you think.”
“You’ve got that look on your face…”
I just wish someday Elena and Damon would have a heartfelt conversation without anyone interrupting them. There would be no pause that wouldn’t be answered, no silence that wouldn’t be questioned, every word would be laid on the table and every matter spoken candidly about. I don’t wish it would be without conflict or without angst but only that it wouldn’t be intruded on by jealous or judgemental eyes. She would pace from side to side as she explained her heart, he would listen to every word with his whole soul, until the roles were reversed and no stone ever placed on their path would be left unturned. And at the end of this wish of mine they would just get closer, quietly, and kiss a tender kiss then hug.
Badasses don’t say that…