You own me entirely, my feelings, my heart, my soul, my mind—all of us belong to you, and to you alone.

Touch me with a kiss, feel me on your lips, because this is where I want to be, where it's so sweet and heavenly.

Theres things i wanna say to you, but i'll just let you live. Like if you hold me while hurting me you'll be the first who ever did, there's things I wanna talk about but rather not give, but if you hold me while hurting me you'll be the first who ever did

And if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say the silence guides a mind To move to a place so far away The goosebumps start to raise The minute that my left hand meets your waist And then I watch your face Put my finger on your tongue cause you love to taste, yeah These hearts adore, everyone the other beats harder Sometimes for Inside this place is warm Outside it starts to pour...

I'm not sorry that I met you.

I'm not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything. That in death, you're the one that made me fall most.

ALIVE."

— Elena Gilbert

"I've read hundreds of novels in my life, most of them claiming that love was the center of the universe. That it could heal any damage inside of us. That it was what we needed to survive. From Darcy to Heathcliff, I thought they were fools. That love was something fictional, only found in worn pages of a book. That it was just made up to keep humans full of hope, that it was a lie. But all that changed since I met my you. I never thought I would find myself completely and utterly consumed by another until her. She took my hand and led me out of the darkness and showed me that, whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.

You once asked me who I loved most in this world.

It's you."