Her.

Her green eyes blue.
And filled with salty tearful dew.
Her soul now empty.
And for that loving feeling there is now no entry.
Her heart painfully hurt.
And from it only sadness around her body does sorely squirt.
Her feelings as cold as ice.
And she does not want to be bitten twice.
Her voice is filled with the words, if only, why me, i never thought that he would leave.
And that trust her soul will never ever again retrieve.