If there was one defining characteristic of Elijah Mikaelson, it was longing. Elijah Mikaelson longed like no one else, accustomed to having to put love aside for his duty to his family.And out of his own duty to himself, how could he allow someone to get too close to him again, if he knew it was going to end with that person dead, as it does with all those who love him? That didn't stop him from longing, and if he had longed for anything in his life, it was you.

The sweet waitress from the Rousseau's, That was you, you had become interested in him when you saw him sitting at the bar, you engaged him in conversation, it was something natural for you, perhaps the hazards of the job, from the first moment he knew he loved you.

It's that kind of patient love, the one that you don't even know if one day it will be confessed or if it will always be there, in silence, Elijah was pretty sure that with him it was condemned to silence.

He didn't make any progress with you either; he yearned, then, in silence. You would have polite conversations when you met, and Elijah was capable of living off that, loving you in silence. Yet his longing screamed so loudly.

Again today he crossed paths with you on the street, you were pretty sure that it was no longer a coincidence, and again he smiled at you kindly, preparing for a new short and polite conversation that would leave him dreaming of you for weeks. "Well... It's lovely to see you here..."