I had a dream last night
We never said goodbye
You were here with me
When he thought about it (which, although he was trying very hard not to, he couldn't seem to stop doing), he could see why, as Smith, he had fallen so hard for Joan Redfern. She reminded him so much of Rose ...
No. I don't want to think about Rose. It hurts to know how much I love her and how I can't ever tell her. She knows, I know; but her knowing is not the same as my having told her. It still smarts that I never said the bloody words.
Let me forget, just for a little while.