Another life cut short

Life is sort. Sometimes its cut short by your own hand.

Suicide is a terrible thing. It burns everything it touches. 

The one lost by its hands is now not the one suffering. The ones left behind are now alone, beaten by the selfishness of suicide. To lose one is too many.

B.J and Brandon, your lives mattered. They mattered here, on earth. I wish you could have been here for the floods of love and tears after you left. I wish the floods could have came sooner.. There is not much else to say. 

You were loved. And you are loved. I hope you realize that now.