Okay, now I feel like an idiot
14 Apr 2005 09:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
misaffectionI knew that was a reason I should rant in private posts. lmao.
Erm, thanks for the overwhelming response to Something Blue. *stares at number of replies*
Seriously, I didn't think it was quite that good, I only wrote it for a bit fun.
And since ya'll liked it so much (and since Kerry asked whether or not the Doctor had sulked)
It’s silent. So very quiet. There are times when I could swear I heard her moving around. But she’s gone. Gone back to her life, her home, her family.
Not that I blame her; I wish the same for myself. At least I could give her that much.
I don’t miss her. Really, I don’t. It’s just… yeah there are times I catch myself looking for her. There’s so much to see, to share. And nobody to do it with. It’s not quite so much fun.
She was so enthusiastic. So full of light and life. That’s what I miss – her energy.
I don’t miss the eternal questions. Sheesh, but that girl was full of ‘em. Still…
She would always listen. She’d stare at me, taking it all in, those wide eyes so intense. I think… maybe I miss those eyes. Just possibly. Or I’m having an off day.
She’s going to marry Mickey. She’s going to marry Mickey. What the… Is she insane? Dozy mare. Learnt nothing. I mean, really. She can’t be left alone for five minutes.
She can’t, can she? Surely she wouldn’t. Yeah right Rose, marry him and serve up fish fingers to umpteen kids for the rest of your life.
Or what? I left her there, didn’t I? Okay that might not have been such a great idea. What choice does she have? Maybe none. Or maybe I can give her another option…
I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes,
cause I know there’s little things about me
that would sing in the silence
So much rejection in every connection I make
I wanna be the last thing that you hear
when you're falling asleep....
I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand
and I want to be scattered
from here in this catapult
With thanks to Adam, who's lyrics I've nicked... ;)
Erm, thanks for the overwhelming response to Something Blue. *stares at number of replies*
Seriously, I didn't think it was quite that good, I only wrote it for a bit fun.
And since ya'll liked it so much (and since Kerry asked whether or not the Doctor had sulked)
It’s silent. So very quiet. There are times when I could swear I heard her moving around. But she’s gone. Gone back to her life, her home, her family.
Not that I blame her; I wish the same for myself. At least I could give her that much.
I don’t miss her. Really, I don’t. It’s just… yeah there are times I catch myself looking for her. There’s so much to see, to share. And nobody to do it with. It’s not quite so much fun.
She was so enthusiastic. So full of light and life. That’s what I miss – her energy.
I don’t miss the eternal questions. Sheesh, but that girl was full of ‘em. Still…
She would always listen. She’d stare at me, taking it all in, those wide eyes so intense. I think… maybe I miss those eyes. Just possibly. Or I’m having an off day.
She’s going to marry Mickey. She’s going to marry Mickey. What the… Is she insane? Dozy mare. Learnt nothing. I mean, really. She can’t be left alone for five minutes.
She can’t, can she? Surely she wouldn’t. Yeah right Rose, marry him and serve up fish fingers to umpteen kids for the rest of your life.
Or what? I left her there, didn’t I? Okay that might not have been such a great idea. What choice does she have? Maybe none. Or maybe I can give her another option…
cause I know there’s little things about me
that would sing in the silence
So much rejection in every connection I make
I wanna be the last thing that you hear
when you're falling asleep....
I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand
and I want to be scattered
from here in this catapult
With thanks to Adam, who's lyrics I've nicked... ;)
