Don't blink.
Do blink.
Be with him.
Go with him.
"Amy! Just get back into the TARDIS!"
No, Amy. Don't go.
Go with Rory. Like you're supposed to be. Together. There's room for your name on there, Amy.
"I just have to blink, right?" Ask him that.
Go.
"I'll never be able to see you again!"
Go, Amy. Live with Rory Williams. The boy who waited. The girl and the boy who waited. Together.
"Raggedy man," I whisper, tears rushing down my face. I can barely bring myself to turn away from his grave, his name etched in stone, "Goodbye,"