My motto regarding love used to be “Leave no stone unturned.” I feared that one day, I’d wake up to cats and Adele albums as my only companions. I would be saying “Hello” to stale regrets.

I feared I would never find true love unless I put myself out there and made it happen. So I did everything I could not to wonder, “What if?” I said “yes” to beer pong dates in case that frat bro was looking for more than a hookup. He wasn’t.

I relapsed with my ex in case he had grown up. He hadn’t. I waited years for the guy I was in love with to realize we were right for each other. I almost told him how I felt.

But I didn’t. Here are four reasons why:

1. If he’s the one, he’ll realize it on his own.

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