Beneath the most poisoned ground
Her body rots safe and sound
No crows to pick out her sewn up eyes
No professed lovers scornful lies
And although her heart is dyiny
She hears the breaking sting, she feels the aching sore
"May I hold your manic heart,
Before you destroy yourself and tear it apart, anything that belongs to you is greatly loved by me, deeply and true", And then she kissed you.
You gave everything willingly
And when you closed your heart inside her chest, she never felt so idolized by a man
And so she fell deeply in love with the dark eyes and cold hands that belonged to hers truly

Years went by and her love grew stronger, but the love was unrequited and you left in the night..
No more dark brown eyes.
Instead of running she fell into her grave
Because-
When the Seas surround a single lost lovers tear, the lover themselve is lost forever in a sea of grief and forlorn antiquity