This drabble is dedicated to Patrick Swayze; an amazing actor, dancer and singer who died at the age of 57. Enjoy!

She's like the wind,
Through my tree
She rides the night
Next to me

"You're so beautiful." Damon reached a hand out to caress Elena's cheek. Her eyes closed briefly while his hot fingers delicately brushed her cheek.

"There's still hope." Her voice was strained but quiet.

Damon managed a wheezing laugh. "Don't count on it." He smiled, her eyes on him lighting up his insides.

She leads me through moonlight
Only to burn me with the sun
She's taken my heart
She doesn't know what she's done