She lays down next to the one she called her lover. She asked "Don't you think that I am loved or hated" she turns over to her lover. All that they said was " I don't need to talk about that to you again..." they said angrily. She softly sighed and looked away staring at the big oak tree where the lovers always meet. She looked over back at him and got up. "I don't think we are lovers anymore...." she said sadly. He yelled at her " THAT STUPID TREE ISN'T MAGICAL, YOU HEARD ABOUT IT AND BELIEVE IT" she softly walks over to the tree and cry's.The tree softly spoke to her. "Leaveeeeee him" the tree spoke. The lover was shocked and cried as she walked away. She relies that love and hate can't control her any longer.