“Is this about us or Sarah?” he had an agitated look. “Look, I know she’s going to be our daughter in the future. This is too much for me,” he said with anguish childish look. “I do mean it. Look, Rose,” he looked at Rose. The Doctor took her hands in his. He stared down at her with his deepest loving look. The Doctor studied her beautiful eyes. He felt her aura around him. He felt the yin and yang about them, if there was a thing. But, yes, she was meant for him.
He didn’t need a breath, “I should have said this to you a very long time. I love you. I had always loved you when you came running in the TARDIS. At first, I loved you as a companion, than a sister than it gone beyond that. I had watched you grow in every adventure. Every adventure, I fell for you in a mile.” He brushed her hair on her cheek.
He felt her soft skin up against his hand. He had like that. He allowed his hand feel her cheek, putting her face in his pawn. He had never realized how soft she was. All the time he traveled with her. He had never noticed. Did he really distant himself far away he never realize how rejuvenating to touch another alien the way he is. He had touched aliens before but not with a deep meaning. He did when he was with his family unit and Romana. Oh, he had started to think of Romana. Four had liked her. Romana was brilliant. Than, they had gone off their separate ways, now, Romana screams could had been heard in the fire of the Time War. He pushed her screams away.
Rose had a glimpse of his past with Romana. The Doctor stumbled back. The Doctor accident had his empathic mind open to Rose. He looked down. He could accident caught an empathy thing from Rose.
He had looked angry. He hated himself. “I suppose had not done that.” He stood there knew he had done some damage. Sarah, Rose and Romana are on his mind now. He felt lost.