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Knowing you can never love anybody else as much as you love this one person. Knowing you would do anything, even if it meant losing them to someone else, to make them happy. Knowing you would give up your life for the other person.

And is it so easy to realize? When you'd be willing to go that far? Give up that much?

Not at all. I think...if it's realized easily...it's not true.

Then it's possible you could realize it too late?

It's....entirely possible.

tell them all daisy's changed her mind!
say: daisy's changed her mind!

But, oh, how miserable!

I agree. Life without love...it doesn't seem like much of a life at all.

It doesn't.

But there are other requisites for happiness, I think. ... You can't - can't live on love alone.

Her expression almost reads it's a pity that is true, but Daisy Fay has never believed that entirely.

But of course you can. Love is all you truly need.

Do you really believe so?

He pauses as though considering, and then I do.

She actually does consider her next few words, head tilted to one side, the fingers of her right hand winding absently through a lock of her hair. She considers him with something akin to caution, and (behind the screen of socialitehostessdaisybuchanan) there is a glimmer of a person a little less careless.

But it is only a glimmer.

I suppose I am rather jealous of you.

That sentiment is not easily had, nor easily held.

Held by only the strongest, or most foolish of us.

And among which would you count yourself?

The most foolish, because I was one who realized it too late.

And can you- could you- did you fix it?

I tried, but...I'm not sure that's possible now.

... I hope it is, for your sake.

And to some capacity, mine.

That's...very kind, thank you. I hope so as well.

You are perfectly welcome. People do deserve as many kind words as they can get, these days.

I quite agree. People these days can be so distant.

Forgive me. I've forgotten to introduce myself. I'm Robbie. Robbie Turner.

There's no need to apologize, I think introductions quite slipped by me, as well.

Robbie, then? It's a pleasure to meet you.

Daisy Buchanan.

The pleasure's mine, Ms. Buchanan.

I have never been much for formalities, I hope you don't mind.

Of course not. Daisy it is, then.

And I am that much more likely to respond.

I'll be sure to remember that, then.