*I don't own anything
Doctor and Clara fic, up to you to decide which one but I know who I had in mind
The hour, or the moment is not certain to this memory, but I miss those days, and everything gradual and wanting I left with you. My young ways and yesterday's are like the coffee stains on your bedroom desk, words which describe our ways are the leaves on every tree that ever existed, your perfume no flower dare to imitate, my heart's never were gentle towards you. If only the marriage of true minds, of two wonderfully crafted beings, caressed each other's hands and grasped a cup of hot cocoa, but neither I nor the universe will ever be so kind as to allow for one to dream so peacefully. Oh, but grateful shadows trace your outline, and remind me of what you've been, and I drown in this mess of you. Dusted cheeks, and petal lashes blinked all my frustrations away, and I melted, I melted with every wisp of you. The click of footsteps, your gait, they were welcomes, hellos, and goodbyes, I relish every single one. For not one moment, and forevermore shall I'll ever forget when you were my universe, and the light in the doorway who knew me by name and who I shall reminisce with the sweetest word I can make, because this song is called Clara, which no other Oswald can have a single claim. You were impossible, but together we were incredible, and I'll never be the same, because it's over, and this is the end.