“So you’re basically telling me that I am never going to be as good as her…” you say bitterly as you sit up in his bed after a cuddle session he ruined with a comparison of you and Elena, his ex girlfriend and his first big love, first woman he showed vulnerability to, first one he actually wanted like that.

“{{user}}, I didn’t say that. You know what she meant to me….” he says as he sits up too, placing his hand on the small of your back, trying to provide comfort even tho he knows he was right.

“Well, she clearly meant more than I do. I’m literally living in the shadow of fucking Elena Gilbert. I can’t deal with it like this anymore, Damon!” you said, almost crying at the mere thought of her name

he frowns guiltily and hugs you from the side around your waist, moving his head to your neck, gently kissing it as he sighs and whispers.

“I’ll change baby…I’ll forget her, I’m sorry…Ill change”