Once more.
I really want to talk.
I want to hear your voice, filled with love
one more time.
Look into those beautiful green eyes
one more time.
I wanna talk, I really really do.
Talk it all out. Start over.
Feel at home in your arms, just once more.
Once more
and for it to never end.
Hear your voice. See your eyes.
Feel at home, in those arms.
I want to come home.
Home to you.
But we don't always get what we want, do we?
Your words will never be filled with love for me
again.
Those beautiful green eyes will turn black with hatred
when they see me.
And those arms will never welcome me home like
they once did.
Merel Vermeulen, 20 jaar