Shutting out the universe,
Your adventure is your curse.
You never want to say goodbye.
How lonely it must have gotten, in the TARDIS. It was like a whole universe inside.
A universe with one inhabitant.
No one to share the wonderful world.
How joyous were the days someone would come along and travel alongside the lone occupant.
Those days were also the worst days.
They were awful.
They were the days that he got that thought in the back of his mind, as if a flame had been lit. He knew it was there, but he ignored it. And it worked. Until the flame turned into a raging fire.
He knew that one day, inevitably, his companions would leave him. It was the bane of his existence.
It was the burden he would always carry.
He didn't want to say goodbye.
He never did.
Racing time, racing space,
For a billion years you wait,
Still you never ever say goodbye.
And then he met you. Just another companion that would eventually leave him. Just the thought of it pained him worse than he'd ever felt.
There was something different about you.
You knew it, and he knew it. There were so many unspoken words between the two of you.
And they didn't need saying.
And yet, you both knew it.
Through space and time, it was the dream you've always had. You never thought you lived it.
You had gone a million years into the past.
A million to the future.
Between each adventure, you took a rest. Only once or twice had you noticed the looks the Doctor gave you from the corner o the room, where he stood. The longing in his eyes would unbearable. In the few cases you did see him, you had to look away, otherwise you knew you would snap and give in to him.
He was just so...amazing.
Amazing in every way.
You wanted him for yourself.
And he wanted you.
You didn't want to say goodbye.
So you didn't.
Let her in, just open your doors,
Your life could be so much more,
Let her in, just open your hearts,
You'll always be worlds apart,
That's what it was.
That's what they called it, wasn't it? That fluttery feeling you get when you look at someone. When you're near them, you feel safe? Normal? You feel as if it was meant to be. They're perfect in every way. That's love?
The Doctor didn't know what to think. He knew that it would be worse for him when you two had to part.
So he tried to ignore the feelings.
Every so often, he would catch himself slipping up. Showing his feelings for you.
Each time they did, they were stronger than the last. At one point, he was almost addicted to the feeling. For once in his chaotic life, he felt at peace.
And it was because of you.
He wanted so badly to tell you. Not that you didn't know.
It was just that it would make the both of you feel that much better if there was verbal confirmation, rather than just glances or gestures every so often.
He noticed your signals more lately. You were constantly trying so hard to break him. And he was so close pouring out his feelings and thoughts to you. But every time, he shut you out.
But you still knew how he felt.
He thought as if he'd never know what it was like to share feelings with someone.
Not the way you were now. Yes, you both felt the same about the other, but he wanted more than that. He wanted to be able to hug you every time you got out of a narrow situation; Not out of happiness, but out of relief - relief that you were still there, he wanted to be able to kiss you every time you both made it safely to the TARDIS after a daring adventure, he wanted to be able to fall asleep with you safely in his arms every night, he wanted you to be his, and only his, until the end of time.
He never did tell you.
Now was the time, he decided. He had enough of shrouding his feelings in darkness.
He stood outside your door, and took a deep breath. He practiced what he was going to say at least a million times before, but none of it mattered now. His mind was an absolute mess.
He quietly knocked on your door.
You opened it, and little did he know, you were waiting just behind it, and you were about to confront him in the same way he was you.
"I...We have to talk," he says nervously.
"I was just going to come find you," you reply.
"Well...here I am."
"You came to me. You first."
"I have to tell you something."
Before he could finish, you practically attacked him, crashing your lips to his, with enough force to push the both of you into the hallway.
Though surprised, he went with it anyways, not wanting to spoil the moment he'd been longing for for such a long time.
"I'm sorry...Go on..." you say, looking anywhere but at him. He pulls your face towards him, and looks you in the eye.
"I...I came to say. I love you."
"I knew that already," you reply cautiously.
"I know. I just needed to say it."
"Oh. Well...I love you, too."
"I know," he mumbles, hugging you tightly.