I remember June 26th 2014. I remember it like it was yesterday. That was the day that Bryce and I started dating. That was the day my life changed.
We had talked for days before hand. I loved it. When I talked to him it's like the world stopped. And I know that sounds cliche. Like the boy meets the girl and stares at her and his world stops. And I guess for once in my life I understood that feeling. I could tell him anything. He wouldn't judge, or leave, or even laugh. He took everything I said seriously and always listened. We started dating on a Thursday. There was a connection between us that I don't know how to describe. I can't describe it that's the thing. It was such an intense connection. With everything. Anything we did I felt more than you normally would. When I said "I love you", it came out with such a deep meaning, that I questioned if he understood.
But it doesn't matter how long we're apart. I won't understand. I mean, you're supposed to break up with someone because you're not in love with them, not because you completely are. At least that's what I read in that book by Gayle Forman. That book made a lot of sense considering the situation. Adam and Mia are madly in love, but their lives are dragging them in different directions. She's a classical musician going to play her heart out at A prestigious school in New York. While he stays in Portland as a lead singer in a rock band, and travels the world with his band. They're obviously in love. But how can you walk away from something that you have no desire to leave.
Now of course in the book Mia is in a coma as the rest of her family passed away from the tragic car accident. Faced with the challenge of either fighting and staying alive to be with Adam, or to give up and join the rest of her family in death.
In the end of the movie Adam decides that he will let her go to New York and break up with him, as long as she lives. That part is the only thing that's keeping me from hating Bryce. Maybe it's a thing of love. I'm not saying I understand it. I just saying maybe he only did it for my happiness. But that's where I get stumped again. If it was for my happiness he should have stayed. He's what makes me happy. But maybe that's just what I think. Maybe he's right.
