The Flame

He saw her from a distance, and suddenly froze, a deer caught in headlights.  His lifeless body suppressing the flames within. The pain of past memory, mixed with the joy of past memory.  She saw him from a distance.  Her face lit up with the glow that he once knew well.  Excitedly she approached him with a beaming smile.  His face turned sullen stone.  He looked down and over his left shoulder, to avert his gaze.  She was visibly shaken, a trickle from the corner of her eyes.  She cried tears because he would no longer acknowledge her.  But in truth, the windows of his eyes would betray the veils he wished to keep.  The painful truth was that his heart had never stopped acknowledging her.  His heart never forgot what he had always felt.