Standing
By Epsilon5
Disclaimer: What!!! Like I could ever own Doctor Who! I wish! No really!
AN: This is the first in a poetry fic. From chapter to chapter the POVs will change. Hope you like!
Standing on the street corner
Where she once lived,
But she doesn't live there anymore.
That's mostly his fault,
But also the universes.
He wonders why he even bothers.
It seems so useless.
Nothing lasts,
Nothing stays
Everything must come to dust,
(it came from dust after all)
all things. Everything dies.
Except him.
So he stands on the street corner
Where she once lived,
But she doesn't live there anymore.