If the world found a way to let us meet, on a holy ground, in an event with seats and intentionally our eyes meet, I won't see you as the person I once loved nor the person I still want to have for you're the person I'll always love but I didn't need to have.
If the world granted us a chance to encounter each other's lives, inside a ride to a reception hall and happily shakes each other's hands, I won't regret the day we met nor the day you left; I'd thank you for leaving me to give me a chance to meet him.
If the world made us happen, we'll be standing under ringing bells but it is impossible; so as I gaze at the sky, I won't wish for a chance to be with you nor a memory without a single trace of you. I'd wish happiness for the both of us regardless if we could've happened.
And now I'm telling you this: Those ‘what if’s once killed me But I’m glad it led us here.