Just finished Lost. I sobbed through the entire finale.

Absolute kudos to the writers of this show for handling so many themes, storylines, and characters while still wrapping it up in a way that made sense. All the way down to the small details, like Vincent lying down next to Jack as he died. I LOST it for that part!!!!!

Charlie being the first to remember because he had been waiting for them. “Desmond Hume is my constant.” Ben staying outside the church to move on with Alex. And HURLEY. If we could all strive to have as big of a heart as Hurley, the world would be a better place.

Not to mention Sawyer’s endless arsenal of nicknames. One minute I was crying over the pure emotion being showcased and next scene Sawyer walks past Hurley and calls him Big Foot. It’s hard to strike gold like this for one season of a show, let alone six straight. Bravo, Lost. Bravo.

We have to go back!!!!! 🥲💔