My name is Hazel Grace,
Augustus Waters was great star-crossed love of my life.
Ours was an epic love story, and I won't be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears.
Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because like all love stories, it will die with us. As it should.
I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me, because there is no one I'd rather have.
I can't talk about our love story, so I will talk about math.
I'm not a mathematician but I know this: there is an infinite between 0 and 1. There is 1, and 1.12, and 1.112, and an infinite collection of others.
Of course there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million.
Some infinites are bigger than others. A writer wwe used to like taught us that.
There are days, many days of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm lucky to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got.
But Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world.
You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful.
I love you…
Hazel Grace Lancaster