Goodbye, Doctor
I'm not sure what I should say. I'm not really sure what I can say, is there anything that needs saying?
But I don't want to leave things unsaid, not between us, so I'll try.
When I travel with you... I'm different. Better. Stronger. I feel like I can do anything, fight anyone, and save the universe a thousand times.
When I was younger, I guess I just thought I'd grow up, get a job, get married, have kids, and die. It never really crossed my mind that I'd ever save the world, not seriously,anyway.
But we did, didn't we? We saved the world, and so many other planets. How many people did we save? I've lost count. But we were good, weren't we? We were amazing, the two of us.
And we ran. With you, I though that it'd never end, that we could run forever. But nothing can last forever, not even you.
And then the daleks came, and they nearly killed my friend and I realised just how dangerous this life was. I mean, before, yeah, I risked my life, but that was okay, because I don't think I'd have done much with it anyway, not compared to what I did with you. But my friends? My family? All the other people that seemed to be put in danger everytime the TARDIS took us somewhere? I couldn't risk their lives, not for you.
I'm sorry, Doctor, but everything ends. Even us.
You didn't say a word as you took me back to my flat, or when I checked to make sure you got the right time and place. And then we were standing opposite each other, and I didn't know what to say. Goodbye? That was too ordinary, how could that explain everything we were, everything I was leaving behind.
I said it anyway.
And then I walked into my bedroom, and curled up on my bed so that you wouldn't be able to tell how much this was killing me. I wonder if it killed you, too?
The house was too quiet, too ordinary, too boring. I wanted to run out and jump into the TARDIS and go off with you to another planet, another adventure. Another life. But you'd already left, and I knew that you'd never come back, that you couldn't.
I never saw you again.