I worry that it may be too late, that all the “good ones” are already taken. I spent much of my 20s with someone I now realise I never truly loved and whose life no longer aligns with mine. I can’t help but feel I’ve wasted precious time. On top of this, I struggle to keep my heart open. I want to fall in love, but I also feel guarded, uncertain and disconnected from the hope that it could still happen.