He stood alone
Watching the world
This was who he was;
Timeless defender
Of all he saw
And all he didn't see
And all he could never see again
Time stops
Lingering on the whithering
Rose.
The Doctor was lying on the metal floor of the TARDIS. 'It's not working,' he thought to himself. 'I can't remember her face.'
He started yelling and kicking. He lifted himself up and walked to the room she used to sleep in. His brain could not control his body anymore. He kneeled next to the bed and rested his head on the soft blanket. Tears were bathing his face. His voice broke out and he was sobbing.
Swoosh.
The Doctor raised his head and looked to the left. There she was. A rusty, foggy ghost image of Rose.
"No!" he yelled and buried his face back into the covers of the bed.
"Doctor, don't cry," Rose almost whispered. "I'm here."
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