Close-up of Kit Harington | Image by Walterlan Pepetti via Flickr (http://bit.ly/1ehcezW)

Jon Snow is dead, you guys. I didn’t think we would have to do this, but so many of you don’t want it to be true (and I get that) that you are ignoring some pretty important pieces of evidence! Let’s take a look:

1. Kit Harington to Variety: “‘I’ve been told I’m dead. I’m dead. I’m not coming back next season. So that’s all I can tell you, really.’”

2. Melisandre – who some people think is going to raise Snow from the dead – has literally no interest in him anymore, and there is no reason to think she would or that he is some special God-King, and he doesn’t want to be beholden to her in the first place. (Remember that whole Potiphar’s wife scene?)

3. Showrunner D.B. Weiss to Variety: “We would hope that after seeing the scene and the way it’s shot that the answer to that will be unambiguous in the minds of the people watching it…It should be pretty clear what happens in by the time you’re done seeing that scene. It’s not an, ‘Oh what just happened scene?’”

4. Some people think that maybe Jon Snow just whooshed off to his direwolf instead of dying? That’s possible, I guess, but it seems inconsistent with where the show has been going–you know, all men must die–to think that the writers would pull a deus ex machina like this.

5. In the words of moms everywhere: “Just because you want something to be true doesn’t mean it is.” I get it! It’s super sad that he’s dead, especially because he was probably the only good-looking man left on the show besides Michiel Huisman, who we don’t see nearly enough of (WINK!). Jon Snow was likable and had integrity and took care of his friends. The clincher to me was that Olly–the little boy whose parents had been killed by the Wildlings Jon Snow wanted to team up with–delivered the fatal blow. The writers wouldn’t have had a kid do something like that if it didn’t really mean anything.

I will be so happy if I am proven wrong and Jon Snow is not really dead, or comes back from the dead, or was in a direwolf body all along. If that happens, I will jump up from the couch and hug my husband and grab a pillow and yell, HURRAY! And then I would delete this blog post because I never want anyone to think I’m wrong about anything. But in the meantime, I’m in mourning. For real.