Sometimes I look at Gatsby

And all our old memories surface from below

It's hard for me to choose my destiny

I'm married to Tom, but do I love him?

There's just something about Gatsby;

Something that makes my heart melt.

Something that makes me forget all about Tom;

Gatsby is just so charming.

It's in the way he says my name

It's in the way he reminds me of all our past memories

He makes me love him

But then there's Tom.

He loves me too.

I wish I could have them both.

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