The Deepest Kind of Love

Her heart and soul were as pure as gold, but no one knew. The light inside her was as bright as a thousand suns. She had plenty of good inside her, but pain as well; plenty of sorrow and regret. No one saw what was inside, but he did.
She wanted love. The kind of love that a father would want their daughter to have. All she had ever wanted was to be looked at the way Gatsby looked at Daisy. She wanted a sacrificial love like what Jack gave Rose. She wanted a friendship like what Sam gave Charlie. She wanted the purest kind of happiness, the most passionate kind of lust, and the deepest kind of companionship. And that's exactly what he gave her.