
It is so easy to see
Dysfunction between you and me
We must free up these tired souls
Before the sadness kills us both
I tried and tried to let you know
I love you but I’m letting go
It may not last but I don’t know
I just don’t know

Damon: I’ve made a lot of choices that have gotten me here. I deserve this. I deserve to die.
Elena: No. You don’t.
Damon: I do, Elena. It’s okay. Because if I had chosen differently I wouldn’t have met you. I’m so sorry. Done so many things to hurt you.
Elena: It’s okay. I forgive you.
Damon: I know you love Stefan. And it will always be Stefan. But I love you. You should know that.
Elena: I do.
Damon: You should have met me in 1864. You would have liked me.
Elena: I like you now. Just the way you are.

You want to do something for me? Keep this from Elena. Last thing she needs is another grave to mourn.

Damon: You’re so bent on dying, at least this way I know you’ll come back. Go ahead, wish me an eternity of misery. Believe me, you’ll get over it.