Some time ago, as I sat in the dim light of a flickering candle, my mind drifted back to a love affair, long gone. The shadows cast by the candle danced on the wall, reminding me of all the happy moments we shared in the early days. Sadly, as with many relationships, the flame eventually flickered, leaving behind nothing but smoke and darkness. But as time passed, that darkness began to fade, and I was left with the soft glow of memory, a reminder of what once burned so brightly. The memories that linger are not of the end but, as I hope you’ll see in “My Old Flame”, of the vibrant colours and joyful moments we enjoyed together.