That's exactly what Jack did.
He took care of me.
He was there for me 24/7.
He held me when I needed to be held.
He brought me food all the time.
He held my hand around school.
He made sure I was safe.
He dropped me off and picked me up everywhere I went.
And best of all he even comforted my mother.
Jack, you are mending my not so broken heart.
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