What I was Thinking....

When I met Jay Gatsby for the first time, it was love at first. I knew he was the one for me because the way he looked at me with his big blue eyes. Being young and dumb, when he left I felt alone and did what I thought any women should do. I missed Jay Gatsby, dearly and the thought of us not being together broke my heart. The day I married Tom, I knew right then that I should have waited for him. I did what I thought was best and I wanted to be with someone that I thought my parents would approve of. They taught me that young girls do not marry poor boys so I knew that Tom meet there standards. While reading the letter, everything you had said I did not want to marry Tom. I knew I did not, but for some reason I got up and said I do to the one that I did not truly love. When I entered Nick’s beautiful home and saw him all of my feelings just started to come rushing back. We had such a deep conversation that I did not even realize the weather had changed or even got to fully admire the flowers around me. All I could think about was Gatsby and time in which we had spent a part. It was lost time that we needed to make up. I missed Gatsby and knew I was in love with him.