On the night of August 13th, 2007, one of my best friends of many years, Brandon Sanford, took his own life.

He was the most amazing person I have ever known and was loved by everyone that ever met him. He had no enemies, a life that was going in the best of directions, yet he had inner demons that he could neither escape from, nor come to terms with. What those demons were, no one knows. He often times kept things to himself, not wanting to burden others with his problems, and thus didn't leave a note.

This has been a time of mass confusion and hurt, but mainly reflection. I have come to realize that I will never know anyone as great as Brandon. I will never forgive myself for not telling him how I felt, as I came to find out from his roommate that he felt the same way towards me.

Brandon never cared about what happened to himself, as long as he could make other people happy. I just wish that I could have returned the happiness that he brought into my life.

I will always love him, even when my heart ceases to beat, and when that day comes, I hope somehow I will see him again and be able to tell him just how much he means to me.





Brandon, I hope you are finally at peace. I love you and will never forget you. Until we see eachother again, good luck and take care.