Doctor Who: A Song Is Ending by BasiliskRules, literature
Literature
Doctor Who: A Song Is Ending
The Blue is kind; she knows –I’ve never told her,
But still she feels, her child, I cannot hold her.
The tides of Time are tearing us apart;
For Fate has –always had- the cruelest heart.
We're haunted, we are hunted, and we run,
Till all our times are written, one by one.
The pages fill and memory’s awoken,
How we both fell in loneliness unbroken,
In shadows how we ran, stranger and lover
Secrets and dangers striving to discover,
And how I wouldn’t, couldn’t trust you for a while,
(how so much pain did mar her precious smile),
And how you whispered sadly, a great love’s token
The name, the knowledge