We remember through pictures

But what about
the spaces 
in between?

The moments
that were seen
and uncaptured, 
lacking immortalization,
too special to be 
interrupted.

How do we 
hold on?
When everything 
in life
begins to fade
into an endless
white light.

Like the flash 
that strikes 
light lightning
to capture a 
moment
you didn’t want 
to forget.

Even when 
those images 
are revisited, 
they’re 
inaccurate,
changed. 

And instead
have taken on 
a hazy quality
of vague knowings
and false promises
and hopes lifted
to the great unknown.