too funny

she is hysterical.
maybe i find her so enjoyable because she has always
laughed at my jokes.
most days she knows what i am thinking.
even when she has no idea what i am going to say next,
she tries to finish my sentences.

we laugh about typos...
true bent-over, slapping of the knee, unable to breathe because
we just created a new word while stumbling over our second...
well, third glass of wine.

we read novels together.
not like we are in a club and then discuss the book every Thursday.
actually together, sitting on a sandy beach each holding
the same paperback.
she reads faster than i do so she waits for me to catch up
before we laugh about the same passage.
then we imitate our favorite character for the rest of the day.

she’s the type of friend that you go to the movies with because you can comment on the film with simple gestures and funny glances as to not bother the rest of the audience.

or sometimes you don’t want to go to the movies with her because you would have more fun just talking and giggling and commenting on the guy one bar stool over with simple gestures and funny glances.

she is the friend you call on your cell phone immediately after leaving her because you thought of another funny story.

she always answers, she always laughs.

happy birthday, Sharon, my dear sweet friend.