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An embodiment of written thoughts before they burned in the sun. Originally wrote for the 12th doctor and is now just any immortal you decide.

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by Merry-Grace

by Merry-Grace

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I still love you.

I'm sorry.

I've got to go now.

You were brilliant.
I loved you.
So much.

I still do.

I just desperately wish to see you again.

It feels like dying regeneration. Maybe it's not the end I wanted.
I don't tend to get that.

I hope I love you the same still.

Please don't read this.

Because I couldn't bear the thought of you still being present tense while I'm now past.