he hasn't talked with john in two years and he thinks he can continue carrying on with their friendship right where they left off.
but john is just so broken. he fell apart when sherlock took the jump off of that building.
he was alone for the longest time.
even with mary beside him, he was alone.
sherlock was right.
john never really moved on.
depression stuck to him like a disease.
i wouldn't be surprised if he kept one of sherlock's scarves beneath his pillow.
along with a gun.
contemplating every night.
should he pull the trigger?
his thoughts whispering it was the only way
to see sherlock again.
i think the only thing that kept him going
was the smallest bit of hope that sherlock was still alive.
he would never admit it.
he would never say it out loud.
but when sherlock came back to him,
his heart broke.
he was no longer alone.
he was no longer dead.
because when sherlock lives,
so does john watson.