Spilled Tea

Chances

Chances.
Depending on what
you are hoping to
have a chance at,
sometimes they can come
few and far between.
Often it can be difficult to tell whether you may or may not
have a chance.
This is what has always
been difficult for me,
especially with hoping for a chance at reciprocated feelings.
It isn't always possible
to know if your chance exists
and you have to just leap.
But what if I leap
and I am not caught?
What if I find that
I am not great at landing
on my two feet
and all these pieces
I finally seem to almost have
glued back together
shatter,
like some fragile glass
falling off a table?
Taking this simple jump that everyone seems to find so easy
could vanish so many months
of progress.
It is difficult to know
if that is a risk I am willing take.
I don't necessarily want
to be the one to have to do it.
I am not the type to take charge,
yet when I want something
my patience
wears thin.
Am I willing to take
the possibility of opening
new wounds
in the conquest
of something that
would bring me a
possibly amazing
unfamiliar experience
that I have always
seemed to wish for?
But here I am on the edge
with a newfound realization
that throughout
all this thinking,
I still don't even know
how to jump.