Today is your birthday
and I am trying to conjure up a memory
that tugs my heartstrings.
Instead, I am able to recall your lips
the plump swells of each that offset your nose
your cheeks alternating between pale and rosy
your high-pitched laughter that rings in my ears
the smile that comes to my face when I think of you
tells me enough about our past.
I don’t owe you anything more than a thought or two
and would never expect even one thought from you
my childhood friend.