Rose's POV
Two minit were all we had to share, to think of things to say.
Two minit just to say a goodbye that never came because we didn't think it would.
Two minit to tell him I Cinta him just as I should have long before we ended up here.
Two minit were two minit too short to hear him say it.
Two minit and I'm staring at nothing.
Two minit and his face is gone forever, no sweet smile, no shiny brown eyes, no beat up old brown suit, nothing.
Two minit are just a memory now; I'll never see him again.
Two minutes, just two minit for a broken heart.
The Doctor's POV
Two minit and I'm...
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