Yesterday I finished reading Great Gatsby. As usual, there are several sentences from the book which make me interested. One of them is:
"No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart."
Gatsby is adoring Daisy from his past and getting a chance to meet her later. Between those time, he grows the image of Daisy in his mind. And I think that is the start of the tragedy.
This thing made me realized that somehow I did that to one of the man I used to try to be closed with. I adored him and shaped his image on my mind. I believed he's kind and so on. Not that he's not a good person, but I just felt bad to expect him to be the kind of man I have in mind. Maybe he could see that. And that's the end of the story.
Although we are still friends, I think I have to apologize to him for what I did on the past. And we can continue anything, a fresh start for any kind of relationship. I seriously don't mind.
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