That.
That is The Summer Remains.
I’m usually all wordy and write these ridiculously long reviews that probably no one reads, but I can’t make the words stop. Usually. In this case, I can’t make the words form. There are no words. None.
It’s beautiful. It’s heartfelt. You can feel it in every word on every single page that this book meant something to the author. Of course, every book means something but it was more than that… I can’t explain it. You’ll understand when you read it.
It’s heartbreaking but makes you feel. It makes you think. It’ll makes your heart hurt (I actually said those words to the author in a FB message. “You’re making my heart hurt.” His response? Some pain demands to be felt. He wins.), you’ll fall in love, but more than all of that, it will make you appreciate life. It’s just one of those books.