He broke up with her,
or she broke up with him.
Seems so much more than gossip,
at least, within this group of friends.

When one thing is just beginning,
another comes to an end.
Joining together then pulling apart;
to die and be reborn again.

A cycle on repeat.

A funeral last week,
and in the next,
a new member of the family.

So sad to see you go;
the lost but not forgotten.
The cycle must continue though.
It shows no signs of stopping.