𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔙𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔇𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 ℑ𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

Damon

He lays on his bed in visible pain. Sweet gleaming all over his face. Small moans escape his lips every so often. Damon is dying and there's nothing I can do about it. The person I'm in love with is dying right next to me and I can't do anything about it.

I just hold him close and try to fight back to the tears that ache to be released, "I'm so sorry." I mumble. He is pretty still, the end is near, "I love you, okay. I should've said it before and i'm going to hate myself for never saying but I do. I love you, Damon. I love you." I rest my head on his, caressing his face softly.

"I love you too." I hear a soft, broken up, voice mumble.