waterfall

That’s so like you: to cringe and whinge as soon as things start to get rough.

You’re so weird.

Why do you take the known path instead of making your own? You choose to step back from the cliff, afraid of the drop, but not knowing of the great ocean that lies beyond it. You choose to cover your eyes to block out the “ugly” but miss the beauty you could’ve seen when you do so. You choose to say no because it’s easier, it’s definite and it’s indisputable, but you do so without even thinking yes. You colour within the lines because you’re afraid of messing up the bigger picture, afraid of making something new, original and different. You dare not step outside of the perfect box- just in case you can’t step back in again.

You play it safe because to do otherwise would mean taking a risk and, to you, to risk is to hurt.

I’m so sick of you being so careful.

I was always there to catch you if you fell, but the point was that you were supposed to jump. You were supposed to jump without knowing what could happen, to just jump and trust me to be there to catch you when you did.

Maybe you didn’t jump because you were scared. Maybe it was because you didn’t want to take the risk of being hurt.

Or maybe, you just didn’t trust me.

Well, I guess then now that makes two of us.