They call you
The Girl Who Waited
But you're not the only one
You know,
There have been others
Just like you
Some even more precious than
The Girl Who Waited
You don't really like to think about it
So you don't
You just keep on waiting for
The Man Who Always Leaves
The Man Who Ruined Your Childhood
The Man Who Isn't A Man
The Man Who Sees The Stars
Until,
You remember that there is someone else
Someone who has been waiting so long
For you,
The Girl Who Waited
He has been alive longer than
The Man Who Always Leaves
He has spent every single second of his life
Waiting for you
Protecting you
Loving you
Trying to make sure you're happy
He is
The Man Who Waited
The Man Who Won't Be The Second Choice
Because
You're through with waiting
You're through with therapists
You're through with blue boxes
Through with mad men
Through with being scared for your life each day
Through with remembering that you were never really as special as you used to think you were
At least not to him
But to
The Man Who Loves You
You will always be special and unique and brilliant
So,
Bury that key in the garden,
That same one that will provide a blue box with a landing strip that Easter in April, 1996,
Plant some flowers
And then leave,
Go back to New York and leave Leadworth forever,
Go back to your two wonderful Boys-Who-Are-Waiting,
Because,
Amelia Pond is long gone
And,
Amy Williams can finally start her fairytale
Author's Note:
In P.S., a cancelled DVD extra, additional details were given about what became of the Williamses after going back in time. It tells of how they landed in 1938 and decided to stay in New York, buying a house with a yard that Rory later cultivated into a garden. She adopts her husband's surname Williams as an observation of the era's conventions.
And when I said "your two wonderful Boys-Who-Are-Waiting" I meant Rory and the Williamses son Anthony Brian Williams who they adopted in 1946.