What If

I've been thinking... about the past alot... I shouldn't but I do this often I live in the past instead of the present because I was happier up until... the doubt creeped in And my emotional monsoon unleashed I guess I'm fragile in alot of ways And hate change but.. No matter how much I wanted to... You knew I was in too much pain to stay So you let me go... I'm thankful... But what do I do with this freedom... I'm idle...and Idle hands are clumsy... Idle hands shake... They're prone to dropping things... What if I move on and shatter another love by mistake... What if I'm the reason another heart breaks