Do you feel it too?

Ode to a friend that never was. To everything that is, to everything we have.
I'll look back and admire what was there and what was forgotten.
And whatever it was, it was.
And anytime I drink tea, I'll think of you.
Everytime I see a picture of a pickle, I'll remember your smile.
And everytime I take a picture, it'll be you in the flash of the camera.
Everything.
Everytime.
I'll think of you.