She’s sitting under the huge old Maple tree, alone, after the fearless quarrel. Just sitting there, tears rolling down her face. He broke her heart, he moved on.

She knew she had to move on, but just couldnt wrap her mind around the idea. She remembered what they had, because memories were all she had left… Just memories. She hadn’t an idea that he, also broken hearted, was on the other side of that huge tree, sitting there, reminicing. He never moved on, he wanted her, with everything he had. He thought she’d moved on.

At that point, the tree stood as a brick wall, heavily cemented between the two hurtful souls.
That day, they’d both lost their true love.