I stood staring at the hollow in the tree. The hollow that held all my memories. Of me. Of Sara. A single tear runs down my cheek and drops on to the ground. Inside this tree, we played when we were young. We used to make believe we were the king and queen of the forest and this tree, our palace. I remember running through the woods, chasing her laughter, her gorgeous black hair flowing behind her. I reach out and touch the heart burned into the bark. ‘TS.’ Tyler and Sara. When we were twelve I put it there for her. I remember our first kiss, sitting in the shade of this tree. I remember her misery, her fear of home. How long she stayed with me here, under this tree, before she went home. I remember her telling me when she was 16, here, that she couldn’t be with me anymore. I remember the hurt, of watching her grow and wilt apart from me. To here I ran to stand and remember a girl, a beautiful girl, who tonight has jumped into the black abyss from which none return.