jhelenoftrek:

mia-cooper:

I brought you coffee when you’d been up
all night reading reports and crawling through Jeffries tubes.

I stood by your side in the empty
turbolift, facing forward so you could struggle with your despair in private.

I slept by your sickbed so I’d be the
first face you saw when you woke.

I gave you roses to celebrate your triumphs
and alleviate your sorrows.

I kept my hand on your back as you
navigated the choppy waters of alien diplomacy, just so that you’d know I was
there.

I held your hand when there were no
words to say.

@mia-cooper, beautiful. Just beautiful.