When you were here by my side,
I never knew it was love.
Every moment we shared so naturally,
I took it all for granted.
If I had held on to your hand,
If I had made you smile a little more,
Would things have turned out differently?
Now, only after you're gone,
I finally understand it was love.
Hearing your happy voice from afar,
My heart aches with foolish regret.
Maybe I never truly let you go,
Still holding on to what we had.
If I had held on to your hand,
If I had made you smile a little more,
Would things have turned out differently?
Now, only after you're gone,
I finally understand it was love.
Who should I be looking back for?
I tell myself to let you go,
To wish you happiness from afar,
But I can't help hating this selfish heart of mine.
Even though I know nothing will change,
I can't help but wonder about that time.
If I had held on tighter, loved you deeper,
Would we still be as happy as we were back then?