Somehow I feel pain in my chest. Somehow I feel my heart is throbbing apart. That I want to cry so much. And rest in someones' shoulder. What if. We say goodbye for real?
Iloveyou doctor.
Hello, old friend. And here we are. You and me. On the last
page . by the time you read these words, rory and I will be long gone. So know
that we lived well and were very happy. And always sometimes. I do worry about
you though. I think once were gone you
won’t be coming back here for a while. And you might never be. Don’t be alone,
doctor. And do one more thing for me, there’s a little girl waiting in a
garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope.
Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient. The days are
coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to see and fight pirates.
She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two thousand years to keep her safe.
Tell her she’ll gives hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and saved a
whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia pond. And this is it
ends.
#AmeliaPond
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