"Oh, you are beautiful!"
I wish you said it to me,
Not some menacing machinery.
Ever since you changed your face,
You've broken your own rule.
Don't wander off?
What do you think you do?
How can I stop my jealousy?
I know you don't belong to me
But my heart is a human heart
Who is she? Why her?
My insecurities poke fun and say,
Soooo, that Doctor, eh?
She'll take you with her, dancing,
Will you be lonely anymore?
Remember when you danced with me?
It made you smile from ear to ear.
I throw your own name back at you,
"Oh, look, The Oncoming Storm."
You say I sound just like my mother.
That hurt like never before.
What've you been doing?
And where have you been?
With an actress and musician,
Dancer, gardener, courtesan?
Girl who worked in a shop.
They sure don't compare.
She's really pretty too.
And a lady, royalty, like you.
It's not hard to see you're right about her,
She's much better than me.
But you made the promise that you loved me,
Though, with your eyes, silently.
He will be there when I need him.
That's the way it's gotta be.
That's the way it's always been.
The monsters and the Doctor.
I've been learning, running, howling,
Can't have one without the other.
Why her? She wasn't supposed to have either,
Not my doctor.
But she's so wrong about you,
You are no angel, time lord.
I've seen inside your head,
The whole of time and space,
It's dark in there. So dark.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
I see you as you are. Not her.
I'm sorry though,
She wasn't the enemy, I know.
And she and I both know,
The Doctor is worth the monsters.
But why? Why did you go with no way back?
I tried to let you know.
My eyes screamed, when I should have spoken.
The terror of that moment
Knowing you cannot come back.
Did you look up at the stars when I did?
I cried, did you regret?
I know you'll wither on the slow path.
I get giddy with relief after five hours of night,
And I only get a hug, quite right.
I've come to learn that that means
It may not be how we want it
But it's proper and it's true.
When I ask, Why her?
I mean so, so much more.
And you say you are alright,
Like you always do.
There has never been a bigger lie.
And your hurting hurts me ten times more,
Because my ability to comfort you is gone.
So I'll look back at you until you turn around.
And I'll forgive you,
When you call me like a child,
Rose, you'll say, and try to make me smile,
But from now on it won't be as bright
As the moon at which I howl.
Ive always had a problem with The Girl in the Fireplace.
Anyone who watches it does, the characters are so OOC!
Also, the tenth doctor has a problem following his own rule number one;
he is always losing Rose. Sheesh.
Image is "Rose - B. Piper" by Alea-Lefevre on deviantart