I don't own anyone. Apart from Jack, the baby.
She
had her Mum, her Dad, Mickey.
She had a job she loved.
She had
Jack, the Doctor's child.
Then why wasn't she happy?
The
father of her son would never see him.
The man she loved was
gone.
She had to live a life without the Doctor.
And that's why, every night, Rose cries herself to sleep.
He
had a new friend, new companion, Martha.
He had Rose's room, her
stuff, her junk, her memories.
He had the TARDIS, his piece of
home.
Then why wasn't he happy?
He had never told Rose
he loved her, and always would.
He'd never see the woman he loved
again.
His heart was broken.
That's why, whenever he rests, The Doctor cries himself to sleep.
Hearts break, anguish is felt, tears fall.
But as The Doctor and Rose
cry themselves to sleep,
they forget the one thing that will heal
them;
True love conquers all.
