Damon & Elena Dance

Damon was lying on Elena’s cama as Elena was going through her jewelry, looking for some bracelet or colar she didn’t like anyway. “I think your wiccan friend might be an issue” Damon said. “How’s that?” Elena asked distracted without turning around. “Well, she and I are not the best friends, you know. I doubt she’ll invite me in, in her magical little house” Damon replied. “So?” Elena shrugged. “You can wait outside, we don’t need you to do the spell” Damon frowned his eyes angry. “Well, then I suppose I can go back home, so I can play with Katherine, like...

I'm torn between much mais than two lovers
I'm torn between two different ways of life.
One showed me what it was like to amor another.
The other? What it feels like to fly.

My first amor gave me a seguro haven,
a quiet place to hide when I was scared.
Everything in life revolved around him.
I knew that other loves could not compare.
I never thought that I could amor another,
no one could ever tempt me to stray.
Then one dia my eyes were opened to him
and I knew our amor could never be the same.

It was in this time that my coração found another
and so much mais than the first he makes me smile.
I can't imagine...