The death of a soon to be great

Why is it that death thinks just because it has the power to take someone from us that it has to? Even worse why does it take people at such a young age? They still had their whole life in front of them and yet death took it all away. Why did a young teen have to get killed in the arms of his best friend? What did he do to deserve to die? What in the hell did I do to deserve having my best friend die in my arms?!? If he had to die I wouldn't have it any other way but to be in the arms of someone who truly loves him. Thank god it was me, he had no one else. In a heartbeat I would trade places with him, yet I wish he wouldn't have to be there. The day that amazing young man left this earth I was left with nothing. That man had so much to live for. He would have been truly great. He deserved so much.