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
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