Moving on? I wouldn't exactly call it moving on, but I tried to get my mind off of Gatsby. Tom was the next best thing to Gatsby and I could have him. Who wouldn't take that over nothing? Tom was a good guy, so I thought, and Gatsby is gone. Without Gatsby, I was lost. Yes, I'll admit, I am dependent on the men in my life. So what? I like my men to be a big part of my life and they provide for me so why not. Tom filled that role while Gatsby was away. Yes, he wasn't quite like Gatsby. Actually, he was completely different from Gatsby. Jay is mysterious, charming, and loving, while Tom is serious, rough, and money-oriented. Gatsby had money, but so did Tom. Tom made sure everyone knew he had money, too. Gatsby is a little more quiet than Tom. Going from Gatsby to tom was a big difference for me. I don't know which man suited me more. I knew I needed to move on from Jay though, because a girl can't sit there and wait for a man that might never come back...
My Daisy,
ReplyDeleteThese words hurt me more than you will ever know. While I was away, I never once stopped thinking of you, you ran through my head and my heart with each passing moment. To come back to you, after the war, after everything, and to see you with that... man. So rude and rough, so wrong for you... I thought the world was over. But each night, I watched from my house, for that green light, to tell me I was wrong. You changed, but that same golden smile and those honey eyes that I just melt into... I knew I loved you, and I am determined to bring you back to me, because you don't love Tom. You love me. I just know it.
Stop talking like that. We both know that you cannot compare me and Gatsby. If you needed to, you would not be with me right now. You would be mourning the lose of him. But here you are, dependent on me. Like always. You are so predictable. Always running back to me and saying you are sorry. Its disgusting that you would even think about Gatsby. He cannot give you what you have with me. I have provided you with everything. Everything you ask for, you receive. You are just always looking for more. Typical. I mean hes a gangster. You don't even know where he got his money from. Admit it Daisy, you love me.
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