The Finality of It All

Dear Lost,

How can you do this to me? Our relationship is so new.

I discovered you just a few years ago and have been crazily devouring you on abc.com the day after your episodes air.

Nights have been spent consuming way too much ice cream and sitting and screaming at the DVD player when it wouldn't work {we were borrowing Season Five from my nephew}.

Now, you have let me know, that it is the last part of our relationship; the winter, if you will.

We will voraciously eat you up every Tuesday at my Mom's house since we are too smart to have cable, yet to dumb to figure out how to make the freakin' "gov't" tv box work.

This is a bittersweet time.

Will Juliet and Sawyer ever be the same--(I like him so much more in the 70's).

Will Jack grow that incredibly ugly fake beard again?

Will Kate ever stop wearing "wife-beaters" when she's on the island? (What's with their clothes staying mostly nice anyway???)

Will John Locke ever STOP driving me nuts (I can't stand him!)

And oh, my precious Sa'id--wilt thou stop shooting people (I mean, come on, man--enough's enough).

It's all too much.

And that hobbit guy.... Charlie.

And Desmond.

And, and--hopefully I'll never have to see Ethan EVER again.

But, how will I ever live without my Hugo---he's mine forever.

So, for now, It's a bitter farewell....

don't go screwing up their futures too much, ABC.


~B