Dear Rose Tyler,
I am sorry I didn't take you with me, but I don't want you in more danger. Besides, you
have the metacrisis me now. He needs you. You can live your life with him, and he can
live his with you. An adventure I could never have with you. Donna is no longer with me
as a companion anymore. She's back home safe and sound. I have a new companion,
Martha. Believe me, she's great! But she may or may not fancy me. I said I would move on
from you, but I can't. Every time the TARDIS leads me to your room(which is quite
frequent), I can't help missing you so strongly, both my hearts could burst. The old girl misses you too. I sleep in your room now. It's one of the only things left to remember you by. I wish I could visit you, but the parallel worlds just don't agree with it. The moment I find a chance, I swear I will come visit you. Maybe even take you on adventures again. But by the time I find a path, you may have already settled down, or I won't be this me any longer. Rose Tyler, I know I've been a coward all those years for not saying it, and I'm probably the most daftest alien there could be, but I love you. I love you never ending with both my hearts. I've loved you ever since the day I grabbed your hand and said, "Run." There's no way I could properly express just how much I love you. If you were here, I would snog you senseless, Rose Tyler. I know I have been rambling, but Rose, just move on from me. Maybe because the fates don't want us together, or it just seems impossible. Move on, live your life happy with my metacrisis. I'll still be in the TARDIS adventuring on with companions. But know this, no matter how many companions I have, they could never replace you.
I Love You,
The Doctor
