Sure there is a billion people you would rather be here with?!
Not exactly!
Damon sat down on the steps of the ruins of Fell's church.
"And here I am again!" Damon said. "Talking to myself-or you-wherever you"
He looked around the woods. There was nature buzzing everywhere around him, but he felt like terrible silence enveloped him.
"Ah,this place- I so wanted this girl to get out of this place once upon a time-and, did she kick me in the guts- oh, yes,but, you know the story, Bon-Bon- hm- pathetic again. Another Petrova, well, Gilbert actually kinda did the same. Anyway, that is old too now. Doesn't matter really-cos-here I am- not drunk- here I am- because somehow,''Damon sighed," I think you can hear me,and all the witches couldn't find the way to get you back, I guess- you yourself have to figure it out."
The vampire paused for a moment looking up at the moon now shining down upon him lighting his face up.
"I miss you- he uttered and the closed his eyes for a moment.
"oh, where are you going?" Damon asked.
"Home. Are you coming?!" Bonnie said.
...
"It's time, Damon!" Bonnie said taking the astrolabe in her hand.
"Let's get awkward!" Damon said.
For the first time in 150 years he felt a part of him being so very empty. He got up ready to leave. He would be here tomorrow most probably. Definitely.
He dreamed of finding her appearing there. She would walk into his arms and he would hold her tight, and never want to let go.
"Tomorrow Bon-Bon" he slipped.