We loved Moonlight.
Moonlight got cancelled.

We were distraught. We fought. We raged. We cried.
BUT...
We still have 16 episodes and oceans of glorious fanfic and pics and caps and the cast's future projects and music and the FoS and the clothes and the noir and Josef and Guillermo and Bobby Desmond and fight scenes and interviews and reviews and promos and fanvids and banners and icons and Kasa Kostan and snark and Fever and Mick's lighter and Logan and Leeroy Jenkins and the Cleaner and the Benz and the Ferrari and freshies and true love and our own Moonlight language and the rotunda and poker night and the Red Room and the party house and the cure and Travis... and, and, and... and simply the best programme ever.
It touched our hearts. It made us new friends. BFFs. It encouraged us to travel the world.
And Mick.
We will ALWAYS have Mick.
So take a moment to celebrate. Feel the joy - don't be a Debbie Downer. We found something wonderful and marvellous and touching and shared and eternal. Yes, I confess, I'm a little weary of being downcast about 'no more Moonlight'. We have so much to be thankful for.
Smile - it's a Moonlight moment.
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