Hi everyone, this is my first Doctor who fanfic... I just loved the line about love not being a feeling, so I wrote this poem, its about Clara dealing with how she feels, I basically just put in a suggestion at the end to what she should do instead of being her fussy pants self... ;)
Love:
Not a feeling but a promise
Knowing that if you go, you will be missed
Love is a sacrifice, it extends beyond the grave
If love has ever been so true, he would never be enslaved.
But you had another deal
One that - I feel - meant more to you than me
And though it has caused so much strife,
These words mean something more than life;
More than anything I do,
Danny Pink, I love you.
Words that reach beyond death
Beyond the earth,
With final breath.
They will never belong to another
Father, friend, nor even mother.
And though you lay beyond my reach,
My soul will try its best for peace.
Though in sleep I still mutter
Words that consciousness could not permit.
I feel that everything is under
A spell that deems the world unfit.
Your duty came before our love,
But my heart must be above
Silly squabbles, stupid shoves
For our promise means something more
It penetrates my heart,
My Soul,
My very core.
If our promise means anything
Even more than diamond ring
If I am to keep on - to live,
I must learn to forgive.
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