He Sighed
The Doctor sighed sadly to himself. Because every cool bowtie wasn't a stylish tie. Because his sonic screwdriver wasn't bright blue but jade green. Because the Tardis wasn't coral but disco red. Because every blond wasn't Rose and every red head wasn't Donna but was Amy. Because every brunet wasn't Jack or Sarah but was Rory and every person with black hair wasn't Mickey or Martha. He sighed because every Geronimo wasn't an Alloynse. Because he didn't wear converse shoes. Because his jacket was tweed not pinstriped. He sighed because he had changed. He sighed because he had died and been replaced once again.
