You were my friend.
You dated
then married 
my Brother.
After 25 years
you called it quits.
You turned
the boy
then the girl
against him.
You barred
him
from your
dad’s
funeral.
He called me
in tears.
He couldn’t 
let go
of you,
the boy,
the girl,
your dad.
I tried
my best
to console.
Your sister
found
him
hanging
in the
 closet.
Now
I am
still
tore
up.