Love Is The Movement.

What do you do when one of your best friends, brothers, decides to give up? What do you do when he tells you that God doesn't exist anymore and that sometimes he wished that he wouldn't exist either? What do you do when one of the happiest and funniest people you know doesn't laugh anymore? What do you do? What can I do?

It isn't supposed to be this way. He's supposed to be the one looking out for me-- not the other way around.

What happens when love isn't enough?