Disclaimer: characters are stolen
AN: this is from a personal experience of mine, so yes it may not seem to flow, but I put it from River's POV because it seemed to fit. So I dedicate this to my close friend Liam, who helped me through one of my worst breakdowns
Sometimes, when you're down all you need is one person to change it. One person to let you know that what you're feeling isn't something that you alone have felt. One person to tell you that no matter what, no matter who you lose, you'll always have them…one person who helps more in an hour than a crowd have done in the past five years.
I was hysterical, shaking and crying, more than I've ever done before…and you changed that. You picked up the pieces and made me feel…if not brilliant, then certainly better than I was. You picked up the shards and fashioned out of them someone who could understand.
Every other time, the shards have been put together into a shadow of what the whole was…like putting a mirror back together and expecting an unbroken reflection. Still hurting, only less obvious than before, more confused, less real. But you picked up the pieces and put them together like a jigsaw, something that fits to make something good – if that makes sense.
I never thought that anyone would understand – there is a face we put on to the world, and that face is confidant and knowledgeable but underneath it are very real fears about things we each just see as stupid, something that makes us weak. But you showed me that they aren't…they are just fears, something we have no control over, something we cannot change, but something that we can hope to work through. Something that makes us human.
In one hour you have done more than groups have done in one year. And you don't think that makes you special, but it does. It makes you precious, and unerringly brilliant. It makes you one of my closest friends, closer, perhaps, than those that caused the breakdown in the first place. Close enough to truly consider you as family, as a protector…as a real friend. Someone I can rely on, someone I can trust. More, perhaps than I have trusted most. Maybe, just maybe, more than I've trusted anyone.
And I know that with you, you aren't just saying things to make me feel better, because that isn't who you are. You are honest, if tactless, but you'd never tell me things that aren't true just to get me to feel better. You wouldn't cross that line, and I love you for it. I love you because you take care of me, and have done for a long time, whether I thought I needed it or not, whether I was aware of it or not, you took care of me. And I hope that one day; I'll be able to do the same thing, to take care of you. Though I pray that you'll never need it.
