Little Details

Time passes by, my friend.
Time takes us further into this life
            takes from us more than it gives us.

I miss you, my friend.
I miss walking with you, hand in hand.
I miss the smile in your eyes before your lips.
I miss the warmth of your presence
I miss your supporting hand as I stumble
I miss your reaching hand when I fall
I miss the depth of your voice late at night, wishing me a good night

I hear you, now, whispering to me that we never did any of this.

I know
But,...........

I miss the little details, that we never had.