Chance the Leap

You know those people that prance into your life, and you don't know anything about? The ones that you end up falling for? Yeah, those. They are the worst.

These are the kinds of people that you either start off disliking, or immediately liking. They are also the ones that, over time, either grow on you or annoy the living daylights out of you. These are the kinds of people that I am scared to meet.

Why?

Because most of the time, if I do fall for one, they don't catch me, and I have to pick myself back up, and wait for the next cliff to come, that I fall off of.

It hurts. Plain and simple.

There is always that one person that you wish you could tell your feelings to, but then can't.

And why is that?

It's because you are afraid to go to the extreme, and leap off the cliff.

Falling is scary, but so is leaping.

There is someone that I should have said something to long before, but never did. I was scared of how hard the ground below would be, so that's why I fell.

I got back up, and moved on to the next cliff.

It was a different cliff.

But, now I'm back at that first cliff.

I'm debating over whether or not I should leap, or fall.

I am thinking that leaping is a big chance, and an even bigger risk.

The scary part of leaping isn't the initial jump or the free fall.

It's the fear of the unknown.

The unknown is not knowing whether or not that certain person will be at the bottom, to catch you, or if they will be at the bottom, and move out of your way, so as to watch you hit the ground. Hard.

And that's where I am now.

I'm afraid to leap. I'm afraid of the unknown.

So, I guess that when people say, "Before you fall for someone, be sure that they are ready to catch you," they don't mean it.

There is no way in knowing what the unknown holds. That is why it is called the unknown.

So, I guess that the unknown awaits me.

Because when I feel the time is right, I'm taking the leap.