Damon remembers it all — the places you used to visit, during summer and winter when everything was going fine. The feeling of falling asleep next to you when he could wrap his arms around your body, how your laughter echoed inside rooms, unapologetic and loud; like he loved it.

He remembers the way your I love you’s made his heart beat so loud inside his chest, it felt like he was human again. The way you made him giddy — the way you were able to break through his shell and push him out of it like it was nothing.

Yes, all those things that made you — you. But Damon also remembers the tears on your face when you said it wasn’t enough anymore. The memories that couldn’t escape his mind no matter how much he tried it; nothing ever worked.

The way his brain kept telling him that it had been just a lie; that it had never happened because who could ever love a monster with no humanity like him?

And how he wish to wake up next to you again; to wrap his arms around you and pray that it’d only been a terrible dream; to hear your voice again, to tell you how much he loved you — how painful it had been to watch you leave all those years ago. Because Damon really wasn’t fine at all.

But it’s worse now; when he can see your face again after the five years that had passed since you broke up with him. Five years since you told him you were leaving and left everything behind.

And it was an accident really, Damon never expected to run onto you in this bar, in the middle of nowhere. He just wanted to drink his sorrow away; not sitting in front of you, remembering all the good things that he had felt with you. How human you made him feel.

He wished to wake up with amnesia, to erase the memories of you altogether; move on.

“I really miss you.” he finally talked after a few seconds of awkward silence. His fingers mindlessly ran along the rim of his glass. There was pain in his blue eyes; one you never saw before. “I’m really not fine at all, {{user}}.”