Dangerous Work[On Hold]

The Golden Hook

Jack's POV

"Em's, come on, the memorial is starting." I called.

"I'm coming!" she yelled from inside my car. She is not really in a good mood since I rushed her this morning. Apparently 19 year olds hate getting rushed, especially when they are getting ready. I honestly thought she was going to bite my head off.

When we walked into the cemetery we both went silent, and the closer we got to our parents graves the blurrier our vision got. By the time we reached them, tears were streaming down both of our faces. I held Emma and let her cry in my shoulder, while I cried silently.

"Ladies and gentlemen here to sing a song for this memorial is Elizabeth Winters." someone called, and my head popped up. Liz walked on this tiny stage dressed in black heels, black leggings, black tulle skirt, black fur scarf, and white sweater.

"Hello, umm..... not many people know this, but I too lost my parents on the shipwreck. I know I was supposed to sing Music of the Night, but I thought of something different, something more personal. My mother is the reason I sing opera, she used to sing it all of the time while I was growing up. There was always one song she would always want me to sing, but I would always tell her I would sing it to her when I was ready. Truth is I was always ready, I was just scared I wouldn't be good or disappoint her, so I kept putting it off. She never got to hear me sing it.... none of them did. So I hope they are watching over me, and I make them proud and it is everything they were hoping for. So I want to dedicate this song for my parents, and I think everyone here can relate to it as well.

She nodded to the orchestra, and the music started playing.

You were once my one companion

You were all that mattered

You were once a friend and father

Then my world was shattered

Wishing you were somehow here again

Wishing you were somehow near

Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed

Somehow you would be here

Wishing I could hear your voice again

Knowing that I never would

Dreaming of you won't help me to do

All that you dreamed I could

Passing bells and sculpted angels

Cold and monumental

Seem for you the wrong companions

You were warm and gentle

Too many years fighting back tears

Why can't the past just die?

Wishing you were somehow here again

Knowing we must say, "Goodbye"

Try to forgive, teach me to live

Give me the strength to try

No more memories, no more silent tears

No more gazing across the wasted years

Help me say, "Goodbye"

Help me say, "Goodbye"