A/N: Oops. I forgot to acknowledge the writer of the thing that was on Angel's grave. It was some lyrics in the song "Will I?"
Also, I have created...'another version', if you will...of "Seasons of Love" in this chapter. Both of those original songs are by Jonathan Larson.
A few hours later, everyone had gathered in the cemetery. They were the only ones there; everything was quiet, and they had gathered around the burial site, each holding a candle for warmth, and also to honor his memory. Finally, out of the silence, Collins spoke.
-Seasons of Love New Version-
COLLINS: Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes…five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear.
Five hundred, twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes…how do you measure, measure a year?
JOANNE: In ice creams, in bedtimes, in hellos and good-byes.
In losses, in wi-ins, in sha-ape or size.
ROGER: In snowfalls, in summers, in music, in beer,
In writing, in reading, in courage or fear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes…
How do you measure, measure a year?
CAST: Measure in love…sea-sons of love.
The others left one by one, each reassuring Collins. Soon he was left alone again, and he started to cry. The man pulled out another rose, and put it on the grave stone.
"Dammit, Angel…why'd you have to go?" Collins said, full of frustration and sadness, "I need you! Why!" He fell to his knees, and snow started to fall. Collins looked at the grave again, and spoke with difficulty.
-Our Love Just Gleams-
COLLINS: When we met that snowy Christmas Eve,
You eased my pain, and helped me believe
That there's some good in this world, just waiting to shine
From then on, I was yours, and I knew you were mine…
There's a reason why I loved you,
Too special just to say
So I'll pour my soul out right here
On this beautiful Christmas day.
You were there for me, and I was there for you,
We stuck it out together like the world's strongest glue.
I loved your kiss…I loved your face
Your presence took me to the most amazing place.
And now, when I look back, and I see you in my dreams…
You're back in my arms, and our love just gleams.
Well, time sure passed, and we grew together,
In sunshine and in rain, in all types of weather,
For I know that you loved me, and I still love you too
But why, why did you have to go so soon?
Our love withstood all, every look, every stare.
We were made fun of, but hell, we didn't care.
You disregarded each murmur, whisper and look.
Happiness you brought, and my love you took.
And now, when I look back, and I see you in my dreams…
You're back in my arms, and our love just gleams.
Oh, our love just gleams…
Our love…just gleams.
Collins quietly stood and left the cemetery. As he did, the rose he had put on the grave rolled off the stone and sank into the snow, standing out vibrantly against the plain white powder.