“You are my favorite thing Peter…my very favorite thing.”
—Walter Bishop, Fringe
so mourning begins…
Goodbye to the show that changed my life. Goodbye to the show that defied logic. Goodbye to our little dysfunctional family. Goodbye to the Bishop family. Goodbye Olivia. Goodbye to your braveness, toughness, your pure goodness. Goodbye Peter. Goodbye to your loyalty, braveness and unconditional love. Goodbye Walter. Goodbye to your crazy and fascinating mind, to your good heart. Goodbye Astrid, Broyles and Nina. Goodbye to those who looked like you and we probably never thought would ended up loving so much. Goodbye Altliv. Goodbye to your sassiness, good humor and incredibly good heart. Goodbye Walternate, Lincoln and Alt!Astrid. Goodbye Gene. Goodbye to those that left us and broke our hearts in the process. Goodbye Etta, Charlie, Lincoln, Nina. Goodbye September. Goodbye August. Goodbye to your feelings that made us feel. Goodbye to those who weren’t with us for long but made an impact nonetheless. Goodbye Sam Weiss, Ella, Rachel, Henry the taxi driver, Henry the nugget, Simon Foster and Elizabeth Bishop. Goodbye cortexikids. Goodbye to all the evil that made us appreciate the goodness. Goodbye David Robert Jones, Sanford Harris, the shapeshifters, Walternate at times, William Bell and those non feeling Observers. Goodbye to those places that certainly feel like home now. Goodbye Walter’s Lab. Goodbye Olivia’s apartment. Goodbye Walter and Peter’s house. Goodbye Massive Dynamic. Goodbye to all those strange cases that by the end felt like any other day. Goodbye to the past, present, future, alternate universes, and alternate timelines. Goodbye the show that put love above everything else and wasn’t afraid of it. Goodbye to the fans that made what seemed impossible, possible. Goodbye to the little show that could. Goodbye Fringe. I’ll raise a white tulip in your honor.