Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who. A large part of me just shriveled up and died.

Authors Note: Rose/Doctor will always be the greatest pairing of all time. I can't help it, they make my insides all gooey and pathetic.

Though he never shows it, the Doctor thinks about Rose every day. He tried to leave her in the past when he regenerated, but he just couldn't. Sometimes when he just can't take it any longer he goes into her room and thinks about her until he falls asleep, accidentally, on her bed that still smells like her. There were still small remains of Rose strewn about on the TARDIS, her favorite mug, one of her jackets on a coat hanger in a sitting room, a pile of her favorite books on the coffee table in the library. Both Amelia and Rory have asked about said objects, but the Doctor would always just tell them to leave the things where they were. He loved her, he still does, and he wonders if he will ever be able to get over her. The saddest thing is, he knows he never will.

Aww, I'm proud of myself for being able to find the sentimental part of me that has been hiding away in the farthest recesses of my mind. Review if you think this is somewhere along the lines of how eleven thinks! No matter what fan fictions I write and how much I love River Song, Rose will never be forgotten.