crystalderpcantrell

Dear Diary, You know how two weeks ago I told you the Doctor found his way back to Earth. I miss him so much. Every night I look to my nightstand and see his face. I put down the picture-frame, thinking I’ll for once get a goodnight sleep. No. No. No. *Sigh*.  He’s always in my thoughts so I made a poem about him. I look at my bedside and wanna cry, His face is still the highlight of the night. I don’t know what to say? Oh, Doctor, I don’t know what to say. Never before has someone seen, Past my little...you know what I mean. His glossy mane, dancing in the wind, And the scent of shampoo in his hair and, With a