A/N Hi this is my first attempt at a Doctor who fic, so pls be gentle with me!!!
cookies for people who review and constructive criticism is always welcome!
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They say its better to have lost and lost, than never to have loved at all. But its not true. Maybe if they had never of met….but they did so we cannot dwell on what was or what could have been, only what is.
They say we don't get the things we want in life, we are shown them , but we don't get them…….but whoever listened to them anyway.
5 months, 12 days, 16 hours, 42 minutes and 17 seconds since they had parted and the time didn't stop , he was a time lord, the stuff of legend, but even though he wanted to, he couldn't stop it, nor could he stop counting the seconds since Rose, his Rose had disappeared from his view,
probably forever and in the words of the Rascal Flatts , what hurts the most,
is the fact that he never got to say those three words, those three insignificant words,
meaningless words but they meant everything to him.
He wandered aimlessly first with Donna at Christmas, then with Martha he wanted to know if his love was real, he wanted to know whether the sweaty palms and racing hearts he had every time Rose smiled, he experienced with everyone But he soon find, as expected, that no-one could replace Rose Tyler, from that small little place called Earth, so many miles away.
" how long you gonna stay with me?"
"forever"
The memories now played in loops until it was madness inside his head, and as the silent tears fell, he wished with both of his hearts, just to see her again, but he knew he never could it was impossible……but impossible was not in his vocabulary and as the face of Boe said
" you're not alone" .
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dun, dun, dun
well i dunno if i should continue, so ideas and thoughts woyuld be helpful
Thanks and keep reviewing.
fallingacrossthesky