It is with bittersweet sadness that I make my last Twilight post. This past weekend, Breaking Dawn Part 2 was released on DVD, officially marking the end of the Twilight era.
I watched BD2 in the theater four times on opening weekend. Each time it gave me chills, and only during my second viewing did I leak from my ocular cavities. It rightfully should have happened the first time, but I was too hopped up from the excitement of it all (and the twist) to be saddened by the fact that it was over.
Am I really sad, though? Nah. In 2008, when I read the books and the first Twilight movie was released, Breaking Dawn felt like forever away. And that was before adding an additional year for splitting the last book into two movies. I couldn’t wait to get to this point, so why should I be sad it’s over?
And my tears weren’t because the movie franchise came to an end. While reading the end of the book and watching the end of the movie, the same thought plagued my mind: Bella and Edward are going to live on with their perfect fairy tale love FOREVER while I’m going to grow OLD and DIE!!1!
But enough of the overly dramatic morbidity already.