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City of Lights / Time
1. When it's such, it's such a perfect day. Such a perfect day.
The Doctor is a stranger.
Has all this strangely charming personality. The messy hair that was strangely charming in it. The dark suits, sometimes occasionally with neutral colors like gray, which were perfect in the pseudo-human body. The tie color that clashes. Red, black, burgundy. And the brown eyes that seem so common and yet so mysterious.
And one day he took my hand to see the comet, next to the TARDIS, while it was snowing. The evening. And they were there in the sky. I felt so ... Complete.
I did not know it would end soon. But even if he did, would have done it again.
2. I can't wait until the morning. Wouldn't want to change a thing.
Rose is a charming person.
The wavy blond hair falling in her face and rosy cheeks. The grin that appears when we talked. When she laughs. When she cries. It is all a mystery, and so easy to be discovered, but do not want to hurry. I feel something for Rose Tyler I cannot explain. Nor do I seek in my memories of two hundred, four hundred, six hundred years ago why I feel it.
I just know I do not have much time with her. And I'm not even telling her how I feel.
3. Without you it's a waste of time.
The TARDIS is gone. I told him what I felt.
He just said, "Rose Tyler" and disappeared. Like a ghost. And now I look at the empty bay, waiting for him when the time I was with him. When I met him, and he proposed me to travel with him. But I knew he would not return. And I feel the tears streaming down my throat tight and in pain because the Doctor ... My Doctor, he left without me.
But I felt. His hand weaving with mine. The dark blue suit, with the sun, it showed a pitch equal to the blue box, which he calls baby a few times. And I looked.
He was there. Just for me. All the time. The entire life.
4. Now the sky could be blue could be grey. Without you I'm just miles away.
The only reason I have created a duplicate of mine: Her. Rose Tyler.
I could not stand drop it there, that other world, that another line, unless someone else reminded of her life. Or that reminded me why I love her so much. It has the same memories, intelligence, feelings and even ... Her. A lonely heart, every human being, with the same memories. My human part will be with Rose. Loving it as I never had the courage to love her.
This is my greatest proof of love for Rose Tyler I leave with: the life I always wanted, and I never had.
And she knows it.
N/A: Sorry for the badly English. ._. It's the first time that I'm writing in this language, so, reviews? :)
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Raah Almeida