Chapter 1: Denying it
Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. the name felt so familiar and comforting. it soothe me in times i thought nothing in the world could. at the time, stefan tried everything in his power to try and make me smile o at least make my worried dissaper. but he couldn't, as hard as he tried he just couldn't. it wasn't his fault. and it wasn't my fault for falling in amor with damon the way that I did, i'm not to blame. i mean who wouldn't fall in amor with Damon Salvatore?? he was the perfect guy. i loved him. but there were times that i couldn't admit that even to myself. damon and i went through so much; death, lose, betrayal, love, happiness and...and heartbreak.
i rember when damon found out katherine wasn't in the tomb after all this time of trying and searching, she wasn't there. i saw his corazón break right in front of my eyes. and it broke my own heart. so i hugged him. trying to make him feel better, wishing i could just kiss the pain away and everything would be ok, that he would be ok. but i couldn't do that, not because i didn't want to, but because it would be wrong somehow. i chuckle at the thought now, because it would be wrong? wrong because i was with Stefan at the time, but still that's barely an excuse!
i sighed, god! i can't take this anymore! All this painful, overwhelming memories consuming me time and time again. it's not fair!! i have enough grief as it is!! i don't want this!! damn it!! as all this thoughts cruzar, cruz my mind, i sob and sob harder and harder as minutos go by, every segundo making the memories unbearable:
"Damon but me down!!" I yelled happily while giggleing uncontrobly at Damon lifting me up his arms and tickling me everywhere.
"if tu say so.." he says with a smirk on his face, as usual, and he lays me down in the green césped, hierba and continues tickling me.
"stop! stop!" i yell while laughing. damon laughs along with her and finally stopping. we lay in the césped, hierba smiling at each other. he wraps his arms around me and kisses me sweetly. i smile looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. he smiled back continues to kiss me, moving from my lips to my neck and stopping in my ear.
"i amor you" he whispers sweetly in my ear. I shiver feeling his breath so close, feeling his amor for me so close.
"I amor tu too..so much" I whisper back to him, he smiles and carees my cheek with his hand, cupps my face with his strong hands and kisses me passionately, but sweetly. i loved his kisses and the way they make me feel..they are so unique and different, they are sweet and loving and tender but also fierce and passionate and loyal and protactive and so on...basically he puts all his emotion into this kisses and they make me feel so special and loved. HE makes me feel special and loved. I loved him so much. and i don't know what i've do if he...no..i refused to think about that. he was my everything. i wouldn't let him die. never.
I flinch as that memory, like all the others, quickly floats away from my grasp. i thought he couldn't die. i mean that was what immortal was supposed to be right? they weren't SUPPOSED to die!!! I cry and sob and yell and let all my grief out. they say they are 5 stages of grief, i guess i'm still in first stage then; Denying it. because i was right, it wasn't SUPPOSED to happen. i would shook my head at Stefan and I'd say "no! he would come back....he would come back for me!! i know he would...i just know it". he wouldn't fight me on it....at least not when he realized it would actually make a different. because no matter how many times he would tell me he wouldn't be coming back i would fight him and yell and shout and sob that he was wrong. he would still find me in the morning in Damon and My room looking por the window, waiting for Damon to come back....to come back for me.
Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. the name is still familiar and comfortable. and yes the name still soothes me, after everything, his name still soothes me. he's still and forever will be my everything. back then i couldn't admit, not even to myself, that I was in amor with Damon Salvatore. but now....Now i can't admit and will problably never will be able to admit that:
Damon Salvatore, My everything, is dead.
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A/N thanks for reading!! and plz forgive my spelling mistakes. plz comment/review and tell if u want me to continue and what other memories do u want me to write about. thxs!! <3 <3 <3
xoxo,
-Merzy
Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. the name felt so familiar and comforting. it soothe me in times i thought nothing in the world could. at the time, stefan tried everything in his power to try and make me smile o at least make my worried dissaper. but he couldn't, as hard as he tried he just couldn't. it wasn't his fault. and it wasn't my fault for falling in amor with damon the way that I did, i'm not to blame. i mean who wouldn't fall in amor with Damon Salvatore?? he was the perfect guy. i loved him. but there were times that i couldn't admit that even to myself. damon and i went through so much; death, lose, betrayal, love, happiness and...and heartbreak.
i rember when damon found out katherine wasn't in the tomb after all this time of trying and searching, she wasn't there. i saw his corazón break right in front of my eyes. and it broke my own heart. so i hugged him. trying to make him feel better, wishing i could just kiss the pain away and everything would be ok, that he would be ok. but i couldn't do that, not because i didn't want to, but because it would be wrong somehow. i chuckle at the thought now, because it would be wrong? wrong because i was with Stefan at the time, but still that's barely an excuse!
i sighed, god! i can't take this anymore! All this painful, overwhelming memories consuming me time and time again. it's not fair!! i have enough grief as it is!! i don't want this!! damn it!! as all this thoughts cruzar, cruz my mind, i sob and sob harder and harder as minutos go by, every segundo making the memories unbearable:
"Damon but me down!!" I yelled happily while giggleing uncontrobly at Damon lifting me up his arms and tickling me everywhere.
"if tu say so.." he says with a smirk on his face, as usual, and he lays me down in the green césped, hierba and continues tickling me.
"stop! stop!" i yell while laughing. damon laughs along with her and finally stopping. we lay in the césped, hierba smiling at each other. he wraps his arms around me and kisses me sweetly. i smile looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. he smiled back continues to kiss me, moving from my lips to my neck and stopping in my ear.
"i amor you" he whispers sweetly in my ear. I shiver feeling his breath so close, feeling his amor for me so close.
"I amor tu too..so much" I whisper back to him, he smiles and carees my cheek with his hand, cupps my face with his strong hands and kisses me passionately, but sweetly. i loved his kisses and the way they make me feel..they are so unique and different, they are sweet and loving and tender but also fierce and passionate and loyal and protactive and so on...basically he puts all his emotion into this kisses and they make me feel so special and loved. HE makes me feel special and loved. I loved him so much. and i don't know what i've do if he...no..i refused to think about that. he was my everything. i wouldn't let him die. never.
I flinch as that memory, like all the others, quickly floats away from my grasp. i thought he couldn't die. i mean that was what immortal was supposed to be right? they weren't SUPPOSED to die!!! I cry and sob and yell and let all my grief out. they say they are 5 stages of grief, i guess i'm still in first stage then; Denying it. because i was right, it wasn't SUPPOSED to happen. i would shook my head at Stefan and I'd say "no! he would come back....he would come back for me!! i know he would...i just know it". he wouldn't fight me on it....at least not when he realized it would actually make a different. because no matter how many times he would tell me he wouldn't be coming back i would fight him and yell and shout and sob that he was wrong. he would still find me in the morning in Damon and My room looking por the window, waiting for Damon to come back....to come back for me.
Damon Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. the name is still familiar and comfortable. and yes the name still soothes me, after everything, his name still soothes me. he's still and forever will be my everything. back then i couldn't admit, not even to myself, that I was in amor with Damon Salvatore. but now....Now i can't admit and will problably never will be able to admit that:
Damon Salvatore, My everything, is dead.
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A/N thanks for reading!! and plz forgive my spelling mistakes. plz comment/review and tell if u want me to continue and what other memories do u want me to write about. thxs!! <3 <3 <3
xoxo,
-Merzy
Nina Dobrev
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles por Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles por Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
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Ok so I was just randomly listening to the 2 songs off the TVD soundtrack from episode 1x01 and 3x19...and I noticed something that blew my mind. I just thought I'd share it. We all know how influential the música can be as far as foreshadowing goes. This analysis just furthers my belief that Delena were meant to be all along and from the very beginning.
So when Elena is going to the cemetery in the very first episode of season 1, unbeknownst to her, Damon is hiding in the fog watching her. While this is going on, the song in the background (Say All I Need por One Republic) has lyrics that go "All I need is the air I breathe, and a place to rest my head."
In season 3 episode 19, Damon and Elena finally kiss passionately. The accompanying song (Never Let Me Go por Florence and The Machine) has a verse that says "I found the place to rest my head."
I see what tu did there TVD crew :-)
So when Elena is going to the cemetery in the very first episode of season 1, unbeknownst to her, Damon is hiding in the fog watching her. While this is going on, the song in the background (Say All I Need por One Republic) has lyrics that go "All I need is the air I breathe, and a place to rest my head."
In season 3 episode 19, Damon and Elena finally kiss passionately. The accompanying song (Never Let Me Go por Florence and The Machine) has a verse that says "I found the place to rest my head."
I see what tu did there TVD crew :-)
