When we knew each other
we barely had the time
to look into each other’s faces

Whenever we did
you would give me those eyes
squeezed between your fingers

and I would fumble around
trying not to drop them,
wondering how

when you were so small,
you could handle
such things with such care

So when we grew apart
I thought I saw your face
a million times,

in a million places

I would hand strangers marbles
to see if they remembered,
but no-one understood the joke.