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Note: Spoliers for "The God Complex" Written to "Posion and wine" by the Civil Wars.

You wait.

Five minutes. An hour. A day. A year

A decade.

Time slowed, pressing downoverthrough

suffocating.

But you believe

in him-

-in light in dark in stars-

You wait.


Lights dim down,

sounds fade out,

hearts beat two- to- one.

All of time and space were never enough.

Waiting minutesdaysmonthsyears

-somewhere a clock is ticking-

heard the sound of him yesterday and

ran

only to see him slip

away.


Leaving is better than staying,

he says

Because you're still breathing,

he says

Because you love him, you hate him you want you wish you

left.

He left, you left- together.

But you're still breathing.


The sound of good-bye feels like hello-

he has swallowed me whole.

minutesdaysmonthsyears

Galaxies die and yet he stays the same.

You stop waiting.

Time slips further away,

Your laugh sounds like tears.

I wrote this in a fit of madness after watching Amy leave. She'll be back. The Doctor and Amy's departure was by far my favorite "good-bye" of the new series- it was so mature. Long live Amelia Pond. Long live Amy Williams. Reviewers recieve hugs and fish sticks and custard.