For all of you wondering, the Doctor will be meeting Donna soon. I just wanted to give the Doctor some angst time before he got better.
Rose,
Sorry that last letter was so angry. Although, why should I be sorry? This letter will never reach you. You will always be stranded in that universe, knowing nothing of my feelings. Never knowing where I am or what's going on. Works the same way for me, Rose. I worry about you every day. Little things, sometimes. Is she eating enough? Is she getting a job? Or big things. Is she safe? Could she have been hit by a car like her dad? Could someone have hurt her? That last one makes me want to rip the universe apart to make sure you are safe, Rose.
I'm missing you all the time, Rose. The way you'd grin at me, the way you held my hand, the way you knew me. Like no one else ever has.
It's almost difficult to breathe without you. Oh, I want so badly to find another crack, anything. Anything if it would let me see my Rose again. Or hear you. Did I ever tell you Rose, how your laugh fills the TARDIS? How beautiful it is? One more thing I will never get to tell you, I suppose.
It kills me. It really, really does.