This is literally my fourth or fifth time reblogging this.
It’s still hillarious.
#omg this is like their wedding day#very small and intimate wedding#just few family members and close friends#after a easy-going yet earnest ceremony#when everyone else goes to enjoy the luncheon and warm sunlight of early summer#the Doctor takes Rose’s hand and whispers#’run’#and she beams her gorgeous smile through the velvet of her tinted lips#answers ‘let’s’#and they run along the shoreline#sound of calm ocean and their laughter and overwhelming happiness manifesting through the increasing heartbeats and expanding breaths#and she finally lets his hand go because she knows he is right there behind her#following her and will never let go of her sight#she’s okay because there is no more worries of him disappearing#and he also knows that she will always be there for him even if they’re physically apart#so they run together and apart but always smiling and secure in their heart that they have each other. (via this-puppy-flies)
Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes
And when again they open, the sun will rise.
"A date, a time, a map reference. I think it’s an invitation… Look, TARDIS blue."