There is an unique bond created when someone is weak and helpless. A bond that subconsciously unites the helping person with the person in need of help. Its hard and impossible to explain its existence but it does exist.
Maybe its got something to do with comforting the one in agony. Maybe its empathy. Maybe its religious. Maybe its spiritual. Maybe its just a human duty.
Sometimes the bond is stronger when the help comes from someone you least expect it from, from someone you considered in capable of such an act. And once its done it changes the life of the one helped and one helping.
When you are weak and suffering logic does not matter anymore, submission is easier and fear swallows you whole. And then someone offers to share your burden and you then fall in love with that someone. Love in a way that you could have never ever conceived it before. Love born out of respect…
Love that does not demand to their presence nor their affection. Love that makes a silent prayer in your heart for their well being each time you look at them. Love that yearns you to see them smile a little longer. Love that drives you to make them happy even at the cost of your very own…
All for that bond you share now… forever