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dolariIf you haven't seen the Babylon 5 Episode "Sleeping in Light." You might wanna skip this section.
I just viewed the last episode of Babylon 5. The first time I saw it, I was in San Antonio, on a forced month long vacation. I was upset, missing my lover. And then theres that shot of Delenn. Alone in the bed. Looking over where Sheridan had slept the night before. Knowing that she will never see him again. I lost it. Completely lost it there. I cried till the end of the episode.
I watched it today. Several months after having the best thing to ever happen to me ripped away from me, and regretting it every day of my life. And I saw Delenn looking over to her partner's spot on the bed...then curling up around it. I've been there. I still think about her, expect her to be there in bed with me. And the tears flowed.
But the end. The end. Seeing Delenn sitting there, alone, watching the sunrise. And looking over to to the image of Sheridan being there...and then not. I lost it. Again. I'm still crying fifteen minutes later.
It's the long haul. And just when you think you're over the hump - you see the mountain ahead.
I just viewed the last episode of Babylon 5. The first time I saw it, I was in San Antonio, on a forced month long vacation. I was upset, missing my lover. And then theres that shot of Delenn. Alone in the bed. Looking over where Sheridan had slept the night before. Knowing that she will never see him again. I lost it. Completely lost it there. I cried till the end of the episode.
I watched it today. Several months after having the best thing to ever happen to me ripped away from me, and regretting it every day of my life. And I saw Delenn looking over to her partner's spot on the bed...then curling up around it. I've been there. I still think about her, expect her to be there in bed with me. And the tears flowed.
But the end. The end. Seeing Delenn sitting there, alone, watching the sunrise. And looking over to to the image of Sheridan being there...and then not. I lost it. Again. I'm still crying fifteen minutes later.
It's the long haul. And just when you think you're over the hump - you see the mountain ahead.
