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.