This is my first Doctor Who fanfiction so please let me know what you think. Pure drabble, but I had to. This is for Mickey, just because I love him x
You could say that he stole her from me, when in fact, I knew I'd lost her long before we even met him.
You could say that she lied to me day in/day out, when in fact, I knew she loved me, just in a different way to how she loved him.
You could say that I was a spare part, when in fact, I knew the connection we had could never make up for the connection she had with him.
You could say that every time she held his hand, part of me died, when in fact, I knew that just a glance shared between them signified a lot more than handholding, and that hurt even more.
You could say that when she left home to travel the universe with him, I missed her, when in fact, I knew that jealously was probably the only emotion I felt because she was willing to give up everything for him and I knew she'd never do that for me.
You could say that whenever she spoke about him as if he were God, I'd seethe, when in fact, I knew I didn't, I just felt physically sick at how willing I was to let her slip through my fingers and I wouldn't even think to stop it.
You could say that I was an idiot to ever think she felt nothing for him, when in fact, I knew how fast she would fall for him right from the start.
You could say that I was a coward for showing no fight, when in fact, you'd be exactly right. I didn't fight for her. I cowered away, because I knew there'd be no battle for me to even consider fighting. There was never going to be any competition between me and The Doctor for Rose. Besides, I'd much prefer it for her to be happy than to be stuck with me. It's better for all of us this way.