wish

"So...yeah. I don't miss you." Damon shrugged, feeling a lump catch his throat for some reason. Despite his statements, he evoked yet another chuckle from her.

"But isn't the fact that you still wish for me, you dream for me, to be beside you, belief enough?" Her hands clasped together, as she tilted her head to smile. It was lovely. She was lovely. Yet her eyes remained devoid of love; a shell for his petty guilt. Replacement for all his wrongs.

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diamon = diana x damon (can be seen as platonic or romantic) :)
cover art: https://www.artstation.com/artwork/eO346 ,, art station: @/Lada Da
repost from my ao3 account! @/remorrisqq