My name is Clara Oswald, and I'm a companion, I followed him a long time ago, that was before I knew him.

When the days are cold
And the cards all fold

But he accepted me, through time and space, generation after generation, all those people, yet, he chose me. Some say he needs a companion, that he gets lonely. He tells me "To never believe rumours" and to keep being his "Clever girl" but he does not know I can see it...

When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all

He is dying... I thought he was supposed to regenerate, but it is apparent that he will not. He knows this, but does not tell me. A world without the Doctor is a world that will fall.

I know they say that everything ends, that nothing lasts forever... but without him, I would not be Clara Oswald, and the Tardis wouldn't be blue.

After all, he is a clever boy. He knows his fate, his eyes betray him. He does not complain, he does not show fear. I know he never will.


I cry,
For you do not see,

I Cry,
For you do not believe,
That we are a team,
And that you can always lean,
...On Me...

I Cry,
For when the air goes cold,
You're not there for me to hold,
Like you once were in times of need,

I Cry,
For I live without you,
And I really cannot do,
For with you, I feel like goo,

I Cry,
For I feel empty,
This team is not eternity,
Where it should be

He is the Doctor... I do not think he will ever feel love, I do not think he will ever willingly allow a companion enter the line of fire. Through time storms and Dalek invasions, I just want him to know that somebody loves him, and that person is me. I love The Doctor.