There once was a maiden, tall and fair
She whispered to her friend "There is love in the air"
She looked to the person who had the brown hair
Who was broken inside, thinking no one would care

The two began to talk, soon falling in love
The poor maiden's heart, fluttered like  a dove
For her lovers arms fit like a glove
But then again, away those arms would shove

The lover couldn't take the pain anymore
They stabbed themself in the heart, crying out like a boar
The maiden cried, surely, their love was more
And that's when she decided

Soon her body washed ashore