Greater Than Gatsby

  He'll make me happy he says. I know he'll make me happy. But deep inside I knew that the love he talked about was no longer there. All that remained was a memory, a small glimpse. There was no way to recreate the past and I knew it. Jay was a dreamer. His childlike ideals swirled in his thoughts and he wouldn't let them go. Even if I shot them down I assume he would still try to gain my love once more. I knew I should have told him 'No' right then and there but I couldnt. I couldn't find it in me to crush him in that way. I knew how much it hurt to feel rejected, abandoned, not loved by the one you love. Not yet I told myself. I'll break it to him gently. That was just an excuse. Perhaps deep down I really hoped that I could love him. That I could leave my current love -.this painful love - behind. I knew Jay would do everything to make me happy and that he would never wander astray and have an affair with another such as Tom has done countless times; such as I am doing now.
Jay has proven his devotion to me in countless ways. And he loves me. It may be the me he once knew, but it's still me. He's stuck in the past, blinded by his ideals and unable to move on but I can use that. I can use it to move on