I just finished the oh so ever popular book The Fault in Our Stars, which I don’t think I could say a bad thing about – well other than ruining my makeup. This was definitely a book I wasn’t able to put down. But seriously – it was a “couldn’t put it down so I stayed up until 2 in the morning reading it” kind of book. Finishing the love story of Augustus Waters and Hazel Grace Lancaster was much more important to me than making sure I had the recommended 8 hours of sleep last night. It was an epic love story.
I couldn’t get over how pure their love was. But the thing that upsets me the most is the ending **SPOLIER ALERT** I couldn’t believe they ended the book like (at least in my mind) An Imperial Affliction ended. I mean we get to read this letter he write not to Hazel, but about Hazel… and that’s it. She was so upset that she could never get the answers as to what happened after her favorite book ended, yet where are our answers? What happens to her? Does she live, does she continue on with school and hanging out with Isaac? Does her cancer get worse, do they find a cure, and does she ever love again? I’m sure it was a symbolic thing ended the book the way they did, but I wanted answers.
Maybe she grieves past Augustus. She never forgets him, or his scent or the cigarette between his lips. But she eventually moves on and isn’t sad anymore but instead relishes in the wonderful things he said about her in the letter and their little infinite time together. Every guy should have to read this book. It should be a requirement so then they know how they should treat a girl. Augustus and Hazel never took a single day or any moment they had together for granted, and maybe that is something that having cancer teaches you. Now I wouldn’t wish cancer on my worst enemy, but maybe tragedy is what truly helps people live. Maybe that’s just the whole idea – learning to live life without having to go through something like cancer or losing the love of your life to realize you have been living life the wrong way.
That’s all my thoughts for now – before I start bawling at my desk thinking about this book.
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