Patrick.
He is not acting like himself.
I have known Jack for too long to not know when something is bothering him. This date was a way to get him out of the house and out of his funk. Right now, he is at his lowest. I see it when he looks at me. Every morning when he wakes up when he says goodbye to me. I leave the house knowing that he is not happy and it makes me unhappy.
He finally dresses up in a pair of black pants and a navy blue shirt. His beautiful red hair is curly on top of his head. His eyes shine under the bright lights above him. Every time I look at him, I feel even more blessed. He is mine, he is all mine.
