But if I let you go,
I will never know,
What my life would be holding you close to me
Will I ever see you smiling at me?
How will I know,
If I let you go?
That’s what it really was like. A gamble, a chance, a what-if. I had to know what it was like. Then I fell in love. Then we broke up. Then I fell out of love. This song, beautiful as it is, reminds me of my ex-boyfriend. And I never get through to the end. Yet another beautiful song ruined by a bad memory. Sigh. I just wish he looked nearly as good as any of the Westlife do…