KVLT DADDI

After a great deal of pursuance from my significant other, I finally picked up The Fault In Our Stars, and began to induldge into a world I took for granted. I had finished the story the night before the premiere showings. I didn’t think that I could be so taken by something so small as a book.

My significant other and I then proceeded to the premiere showing with a few of her friends the following night. She is a dedicated Nerdfighter, and was practically about to explode with excitement as the lights dimmed down and the picture lit up the theater.

Knowing the ending, I assumed that the film would not effect me — which, however, was a fallacy to myself — and that I would simply enjoy the film. The amount of passion portrayed in each character was beyond comprehension. The musical score, atmosphere, and interpretation of the smallest of details amplified the story’s deliverance.

I left the theater in tears.

Before I continue, let me give you a small background of my relationship:

My significant other and I have known each other since we were small children. We weren’t really friends though until our middle school days when we were seen as outcasts in our church youth group. We both needed someone to understand, and we found each other.

Our friendship grew over time, immensely. We were as close as siblings.

She was in a relationship that lasted a little over a span of a year. That relationship ended badly — VERY badly. She was distressed, and I was also going through some tough relationship issues as well. Several months later, we both admitted to our secret attractions to each other.

I was always so attracted to her sense of composure. I loved her aura of intelligence and organization, which was something that I lacked. Her personality was something that brightened my darker days.

Now here we are: just barely over a year later, still clinging to each other as we did when we were first together. I'm now graduated from high school, and she will be a senior next semester. We have had some very tough struggles, some that were quite recent, as a matter-of-fact. Despite these, we are closer and stronger than ever before.

It’s funny how a film can portray words in a book into a living being, that translates the smallest of confusions into answers. When watching the film, I realized something that I had not noticed before: Hazel Grace was very similar to Emily, my significant other. Her short hair, her witty responses, her intelligence, her medical struggles, it all pointed to her.

I couldn’t stop clenching onto her hand throughout every rough scene. And I couldn’t stop looking at her throughout every intimate one. I saw Emily through Hazel. I’ve come to realize how much I truly love and need Emily, possibly more than she needs me. I’ve never become so infatuated with such a girl in my life, as I am with Emily. She’s opened my eyes to a whole new perspective. I may not be any Agustus Waters, but she’s my Hazel Grace Lancaster.