"The Fault In Our Stars"

I read “The Fault in Our Stars” by John Green.

It has left me with a feeling of depression and emptiness, but also the feeling of insurmountable happiness; the kind that makes me want to cry.

I hate those books.

I hate them, damn it, because you can't decide on which emotion to feel first.

There are too many emotions too feel.

Do I laugh?

Do I cry?

I can't decide.

For now, I'm contenting myself with a sober smile because I got to read a story that made me feel very hollow, but hopeful all the same.