Dearest Diary,

It's the 5th of July, 1922, and my mind is all aflutter with thoughts of Jay Gatsby. I know I shouldn't be pining for him, but I can't help it. He was the one that got away, and I can't help but wonder what my life would be like if I had chosen him instead of Tom.

I remember when we first met. It was the summer of 1917, and I was but a young girl in Louisville. All the military officers in town were smitten with me, but I only had eyes for Jay. He was stationed at the base near my home, and every time I saw him, I felt my heart skip a beat. We fell in love so quickly, and I knew that he was the one for me.

But then he left for the war, and I was left behind. I missed him so much, and I felt so alone. Tom came into my life soon after, and I thought that he would be able to fill the void that Jay had left behind. But he was never able to make me feel the way that Jay did.

The night before my wedding to Tom, I received a letter from Jay. He told me that he still loved me and that he wanted me to wait for him. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I drank myself into numbness. I knew that I was making a mistake by marrying Tom, but I didn't know what else to do.

Now, years later, I can't help but think about Jay and what might have been. I know that I made the wrong choice, but it's too late to change things now. I just have to live with the decisions that I've made.

Yours truly,
Daisy

Dearest Diary,

It's the 5th of July, 1922, and my mind is all aflutter with thoughts of Jay Gatsby. I know I shouldn't be pining for him, but I can't help it. He was the one that got away, and I can't help but wonder what my life would be like if I had chosen him instead of Tom.

I remember when we first met. It was the summer of 1917, and I was but a young girl in Louisville. All the military officers in town were smitten with me, but I only had eyes for Jay. He was stationed at the base near my home, and every time I saw him, I felt my heart skip a beat. We fell in love so quickly, and I knew that he was the one for me.

But then he left for the war, and I was left behind. I missed him so much, and I felt so alone. Tom came into my life soon after, and I thought that he would be able to fill the void that Jay had left behind. But he was never able to make me feel the way that Jay did.

The night before my wedding to Tom, I received a letter from Jay. He told me that he still loved me and that he wanted me to wait for him. I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I drank myself into numbness. I knew that I was making a mistake by marrying Tom, but I didn't know what else to do.

Now, years later, I can't help but think about Jay and what might have been. I know that I made the wrong choice, but it's too late to change things now. I just have to live with the decisions that I've made.

Yours truly,
Daisy

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