A/N: In the states here I sit on my bed after watching "Doomsday" after Doctor Who marathon bawlin' my freaking eyes out. So what do I do pop on "Journey's End" and go directly to the Rose/Doctor happily ever after and so what pops into this head a freaking plot bunny so here goes.
Disclaimer: I do not own doctor who. There is no gain but my flippin' happiness in writing this.
With wet sand underneath my heels I stood there letting that other man kiss her. Well it was me or a me whatever and I let him say it. Really if I had know that I was going to lose Donna so quickly I wouldn't have let the other me claim that kiss. Well I would 'cause how else was I going to get away. But thinking on it I want to change places, or at least go back and actually have said it. Then I could claim that kiss, bloody hell, he gets to live happily ever after and make lots of human babies. LOTS of bloody babies. If we could just trade places for an hour, or a week, or fifty years then maybe I wouldn't feel this gut wrenching hurt that I feel down to my very core. The steel bands constricting both my hearts making it hard to breath. I have left one of the few people who looked to my very essence and seen my loneliness; who was prepared to give up her whole world just to relieve that aching whole for as long as we could be together. But I left her with someone who she could grow old with. "He needs you, that's very me." Translation I need Rose. No glorious kiss for compensation, just wet sand stuck to the bottom of my shoes.
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A/N: I know this was really short, but tell me what you think. If anyone wants to help me make this better by betaing this please contact me.