The Angel Statue,
The Graveyard,
Memory Lane.
For my one true love,
For my Sarah.
I miss you.
I hurt inside.
I never realised how much losing a best friend aches, how hollow you end up feeling when they go.
Oh Sarah, I never told you, I never explained. I never, never told, never said. Oh my darling, maybe you knew, maybe you guessed. Did you? My sweetheart?
Oh, how I loved you. Silently smug whenever you walked into the room, my heart sung, I was... No. No, this is wrong. It's all past tense.
Oh Sarah. It's not that I did love you, it's that I still love you.
Every memory, etched into my heart, every time you smiled, you laughed. I loved your laugh. Still do. I can be working, relaxing, reading, flying. Then one tiny memory will grace my mind. The memory of you; warms me. Makes me smile in this cursed depression.
Then, there's every time you frowned, you cried. I cried with you Sarah. Every time. It killed me to say goodbye to you. That day, and, when we met up again, Oh.-It was glorious seeing you again. You didn't recognise me at first, but then when you did! Oh- Sarah Jane Smith! I was … it was .. Oh Sarah.
You seemed so happy. I'm glad you were.
Then now.
You can't really have gone, have you? You haven't really left me alone to figure out this world by myself, have you?
And, and what about your family, your son? What about them, Sarah?
Can I... Oh. Things won't be right now, things won't be...
The whole world shivered when we lost you, and it deserves to cry and weep till we all drown in the tears.
I love you, Sarah Jane Smith.
Always have done, Always did, Always will.
You own my heart, but you are my soul.
The Doctor.
(Eleven.)