Oh my God, I can't believe I'd be so profoundly affected by the ending of Toy Story. Toy Story, a kid's movie. Yeah, I know I always turn my nose up at kiddy flicks, but Toy Story 3...oh my God...it was saaad..
(WARNING! SPOILERS AHEAD!)
especially in the scene where they were about to go down in the furnace. They held hands, totally accepting of their fate that everything is over. This is where it ends. The saddest part was when Andy was giving away his toys to Bonnie, when he came to Woody, that was when the tears started flowing. After not playing those toys for a long time, he played with them for the last time with Bonnie. That was sad. So sad.
I know, I chucked all my totys out without any feelings at all. Well, I try to be as emotionally detached to them, well, actually, that's what I do with most of everything in my life. Ironic isn't it? I'm such an emotional person, but when it comes to parting, I spare myself and resort to as minimal damage possible, without the emotonal baggage. What does that make me?
Heck, I'd still be missing you. Eventually, people move on, right, because life goes on?
There are not many indispensable things in life, or so it seems. Well, who knows.
Moving on is never easy, but it's inevitable.