I barely slept last night. I feel like a lovesick teenager.
I had to explain to my oldest why I was all teary eyed, THIS MORNING, and she said, "But people are aways dying in Doctor Who" (you have a protege!) and she's right about that, but Ianto and Jack were different. I was more emotionally invested in them than any pairing i've ever watched. So we rewatched the death scene together, and she cried a little too (and she's never watched TW as she's too young).
It was a love story, but we never got to see enough of the love to let it go. Their story was still in its infancy, and we aren't left with enough memories to move on.
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I had to explain to my oldest why I was all teary eyed, THIS MORNING, and she said, "But people are aways dying in Doctor Who" (you have a protege!) and she's right about that, but Ianto and Jack were different. I was more emotionally invested in them than any pairing i've ever watched. So we rewatched the death scene together, and she cried a little too (and she's never watched TW as she's too young).
It was a love story, but we never got to see enough of the love to let it go. Their story was still in its infancy, and we aren't left with enough memories to move on.