The Doctor's Companions...

They tell me, "I think you need a Doctor" though they can't be possibly sure. 

Plastic claws caving in and a hand snatched with surprise to the words "Run!" 

I don't understand, why they keep telling me that the Raggedy Man isn't real!

When we shared fish-sticks and custard under a starry sky. 

Or who is this man, that supposedly thought I was brilliant and actually, special?

I have no memory of Pompeii's ashen sky, violently spread with cherry-red volcanic toppings! 

And so, they say that I am the woman that walked the earth, a story-teller of faith and hope. 

Rejected by a love who could never be, yet so willful and strong, that she departed on her own. 

Well, excuse me good sir, but I need to tend to my patients. 

No, no there isn't a man with two hearts registered in this Hospital. 

They say there is a purpose to why I flinch at the word "moisturize" 

and get a certain temptation to eat chips at any random mention of the apocalypse or the "ending of the world." 

A two-hearted man who danced with me far across the milky-way and twirled me among sugary supernovas. 

A fantastic man who tenderly inhaled me, gently kissed away the burning pulsation that had overtaken my body. 

I am a yellowy gold, folded in pearly pinks. 

I only got the bronze. 

I am the Bad Wolf. 

Though right now I may be trapped in a world of Zeppelins and Cybermen, 

I shall return for you, my Doctor in the medusa cascade... 

While, I shall just keep waiting and waiting for the man who promised it'd be a mere 5 minutes. 

Bitting, and bitting and bitting and bitting and bitting and bitting, and bitting! 

I never doubted his existence, the raggedy man from my dreams. 

Whirled in an existence of palette colors, still damp from the brush's swift hand. 

A Kiss-o-gram and a Centurion. 

Ponds in unison. 

And a name like a fairy-tale.  

Twas' every night before christmas we shall set an extra place. 

Just in case you decide to drop by. 

A man who could fix everything as easily 

as fixing his bow-tie. 

And from us to you with 

a custard of solace, 

we're sorry we blinked. 

I find my eyes damp and dewy, but I don't understand why I am crying. 

So I rage blindly against the world, trying to change it with the mere gurgles of my vocal cords. 

Captive within a song I've never heard, how odd is it that I miss everything? 

Blond hair and wolves? I was going to stay with him forever? 

Ugh, excuse me I need an aspirin for this headache. 

Doct....

...Donna Noble has been saved...

..........................

I had to get out, it was of respect to myself and to the other party involved. 

Shakespeare may have written sweet verses of me...

The Face of Boe may have grinned at me, but even he vowed his goodbyes to the good doctor. 

And so I shall take care of my family. 

A Doctor at last: 

In care of Alien life on Earth. 

In care of my dear husband Mickey. 

Alas, if you wonder why the Tardis is so blue, remember the man. 

A man who was old and wise, the last of his kind that came when the children cried. 

A man who brought the brilliance out the most ordinary of people. 

A man who had the biggest family in the entire Universe. 

Yet, this man was alone for though he had many friends. 

They'd all come and go...