Written by Jaimie
Based on some situations originated by James Cameron.

"Rose Dawson." The name had never meant the importance it contained until the second I’d announced it. The importance of one’s last name didn’t ring through my mind until that moment, either. The background of a being, or the rank of their title. Perhaps even the love one contains for another. And the instant I’d applied it to my own first name was the very second I’d changed my own existence.

There hadn’t been a moment when he had strayed from the center of my mind, and not a second where guilt didn’t sink into my heart. And the many times I’d tried to erase our past from my being, my heart would instantaneously rewrite it for me. It was a book of our love. So I accepted it with every ounce of pride I had attained, though I left no pride for his soul. I never applied my love for him in any interaction I later acquired to others. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t always there. I never let go.

I was always looking for his love in every aspect of my life. And then I realized that the one thing I was looking for was the only thing I could not see. And it was then that I affixed his final wishes to my life. I couldn’t change the love we’d created because I couldn’t see it. And I did not wish it any other way. I never let go, even though I let another come almost as close as he had to my heart.

The other had been almost to the point of Jack’s soul, but even as we grew old together, he never squarely got there. I had even tried to prevent it at times, even though I knew it couldn’t ensue. Besides, I’d found another because of Jack simply to fulfill his hopes for my life--the life he wished to live while in heaven with me. Everywhere I went I looked for him. Jack Dawson. My love.

"Don’t agonize, Jack. I won’t ever let go," I whispered the words. My heart had never stopped reaching out to him. And I knew in heaven he'd always held a tight grasp to it. We'd both never let go. Both hearts went on, although they were both kept in separate areas. Both went on.

The End.

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