This book was tearing me apart, man! In the last chapter, I wasn't able to hold the overflow of my tears. The story is something that everyone can relate to: not necessarily gay but an admiration, almost a holy worship to someone in one's heart. I haven't read any book that portrays insecurity, fear, loathing, restriction and a wanting so bad, Like Elio's memoirs of Oliver: Oliver Sofa, Oliver Shorts, Oliver Table, Oliver Bed, Oliver kids, Oh my God! We were all this weirdly mad for someone at least once in our shitty little lives and that's such great mementos for ourselves: that insanity and wanting are as powerful as our every little but still huge enough childhood desires.

It took me to a nostalgia on whatever affections I had in my past and all the people who were simply there for me against all the odds and also them who betrayed my trust.

I haven't had a catharsis this enormous after a long time in my life. It's so much a supplement to enhance a balance among all my emotions. It feels so good and I loved this book.

This audiobook was narrated by Armie Hammer and the voiceover was so classy. I'm ready for the movie now. Bring it on!