The hand You Once Held

Part 1

7 years ago, he held my hand on a public bus.

4 years ago, he was gone forever to never come back.

With him, I was whole.

Without him, I broke.

When he was here, he was absent.

Now he is gone, and I feel him everywhere.

My love and my hope —

My strength and weakness.

I stood by waiting for you to come home.

I wished that I could hold your hand, the same way you held mine.

I forgive your mistakes,

But it’s hard to forgive mine.

Fate misunderstood my hope when I wished to be alone.



Part 2

When I think of you, I am emotional

Deep down I still miss you

But it’s time for me to move on

To believe in love and someone else again

I had many wishes for us—it’s time to let them go

Our memories bring me joy—I won’t forget you

I will live life to the fullest

And be happy once again

Wishing the future will have my back