Repeating my life.
What a laugh.
A real, desperate laugh that cracks on the edges.
I have seen it through and now it is up to Amelia Pond to save me. What a true turnabout. When I have saved her so many times from aliens and losing Rory and even Loneliness itself. She has a family now and a future, but not me.
I plant seeds of ideas in her sleeping mind and hope that it will be enough. It has to be enough because otherwise I am stuck on the wrong side of a temporal divide with nothing but over nine hundred years of pent up grief and suffering.
I wont think of that yet. Give Pond some time first - Amelia Pond, the fairy tale girl who waited...and who just might wish me out of my own living nightmare.
I kiss her goodnight, I kiss her goodbye.
Five steps, one touch and I'm on the other side of The Crack. Surrounded by blinding light and yet encrusted in sticky blackness at the same time. I can see everything and nothing and I am afraid.
Save me Amelia Pond. Save your Raggedy Doctor from the storm he created.
THE END