N/A This poem is purely from the Doctor's POV. It's about all the times he regretted not telling Rose he loved her. If only he could have finished his sentence on Bad Wolf Bay!
Barcelona
I never did take you to Barcelona
Perhaps I will one day
Perhaps I'll find you, but maybe not
At least, that's what I pray.
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I never was one for keeping promises
But you knew that before we started
You told me you'd stay forever, alas
Until the day we parted.
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I didn't know how soon that would be
I hoped you would never die
'Perhaps I hoped in vein,' I thought
'Yes you did,' I said to I.
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I knew I always loved you
But I thought not best to tell
'Why spoil this lovely moment?' I thought
'It would ruin it, all too well.'
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But now that all those moments are gone
Even though there were few
I wish I'd spoiled all the beautiful times
By saying that I loved you.