Honestly, it has been a long time since I have read a book which gave me such chills, sentimental feelings and love for language. Call Me By Your Name immediately pulled me back to those Summer holidays in Italy with my family. The atmosphere of the Italian Riviera, the villa, the marvellous big garden with orange and peach trees; I could feel the hot Summer warmth of the South while reading this gorgeous book. 

Unfortunately I watched the film before I read the book (I wasn't quite aware the film was based on a book, hehe, my fault) so when reading the book I only could see Timothée Chalamet and Armie Hammer before me when imagining Elio and Oliver (which wasn't that bad an image to be honest, *totally crushing on Timothée Chalamet*). Okay, back to the story now.

Why did I love this book so much?

Well, I loved how it was writtten from the perspective of Elio, a teenage boy searching for his sexual identity, struggling between following the expectations (being attracted to girls) and following his desire (Oliver).  The way and style in which André Aciman decribes the detailed thoughts, worries and emotions of Elio are so recognisable and sometimes so deep and raw. He doesn't avoid the purity of sexuality and the unreachable sexual fantasies of Elio, which sometimes can seem a bit too much (the sexual scenes are quite graphic) but for me it all made sense when knowing whose story you're reading. Call Me By Your Name isn't just a book about homosexuality and love for someone of the same gender. It's a general story of love (without limits, by which I mean gender, age, language doesn't matter, because love is love). 

I loved how André Aciman wrote this story with so much delicacy and attention for poetic language (the book already is filled by my pencil lines underlining beautiful words and sentences, woops). Especially the ending of this story brought me to tears. I couldn't handle the beauty of the last 30 pages. The rhythm and pace (which is quite slow, so perfect to explore both characters with care through their development from lust to love) of those last pages made me feel as if I was with them and could see them before me. I don't know why, and I think this mostly has to do with who I am and how I handle emotions, but I really was touched by their love and how they coped with their emotions. It all was so real to me. 

I will definitely treasure this book and read it again. And maybe, I will have to expand my favourite books list from two to three...

Anyway, read this book, it's a little pearl. 

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