Epiphany

I went through them today
painstakingly,
through each memory
photographed so perfectly
Kodak moments – images frozen in my mind
archived by dates and epiphanies.
Not a single lost or misplaced.

I set out with a mind bewildered.
How can something so perfect
possibly be true?

She reminded me of the time she had fought
and won all the way through
only to lose the final battle.
Death awaited at the unforeseen, bitter end.
A reason still, she said
one I wouldn’t know
I wondered in the recycling of fates.

Somewhere, smack in the middle
amidst a smiling glance and a momentary pause
before the parting of ways,
the exchange occurred
and the moment preserved.

I stumbled upon it as well
neatly tucked away between a message and a silence.
Was then that it became apparent,
even if I were to lose
the loss wouldn’t be mine.

My fate has been sealed
the past ingrained in my every move.