She didn't know you loved her, she didn't even know anything about you.

Barely a few words were spoken as you were such a quiet soul on her Tardis. However, your mind was the opposite. She was like that song you loved, Blood orange - Champagne Coast, she tasted like Roses and honey, was made of kindness but crafted with Knifes.

The love of your life: River song. And she didn't even know it. There she stood, wandering about the Tardis. You were her companion, but would you finally be more? Would you come out your shell like a turtle and take flight like a bird? Or would you stay shrouded away with no words to say at all...?