There are three books that easily come to mind under the description "books that make me sad". These three books are Why We Broke Up by Daniel Handler, The Fault in Our Stars by John Green, and Delirium by Lauren Oliver.
Why We Broke Up did not make me cry. It did, however, give me that heart-wrenching feeling as I've gradually come to understand why they did break up. It has easily become one of my favorite books as it isn't yet another cliché love story where unquestionably, the main protagonist ends up with her prince charming. This novel was honest enough to punch me in the gut and tell the painful truth that sometimes (or perhaps most of the time), you don't always end up with the person you wanted and/or your story won't always have a happy ending.
The Fault in Our Stars, on the other hand, broke my heart. It completely broke my heart. No exaggeration. I don't want to elaborate further because I don't want to spoil anyone who may not have read this beautifully written book yet. Warning: If you are generally a "soft" person, I suggest you prepare your box of tissues. I cried nonstop in one chapter and cried for another five minutes upon finishing the book.
If I didn't get to read Pandemonium and Requiem, or worse, if Lauren Oliver decided to stop writing at Delirium, then I would probably say that Delirium broke my heart as well. However, the two sequels to Delirium pieced my heart back together. (Thank God!) When I first read Delirium, though, I was rendered numb for quite some time after reading its final chapter. I'm not sure how long I cried for this novel, but I can vouch for that heart-wrenching feeling once more.
I guess this is proof that Handler, Green, and Oliver are good, if not epic, writers. If a book can induce that much emotions from someone, then there is no doubt that the authors have crafted their words together flawlessly. Insert my recommendation to read the three aforementioned books.
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