The Road Less Travelled

I think I'm going to stop and think about how things are going, taking a step back from all that has been happening.Going to prioritise on assignments and quality of life before anything else.
No point wallowing in despair about something, I've been throwing myself forward and ignoring the fact that people all have flaws. I've come into terms with that and I guess I'm in the current mood right now to say so.
I'm not looking for another shot now or soon. I'm not the perfect guy for her,
and she's not the perfect one for me either. We have differences as well as things about
each other that we mayn't like, and I've accepted that too. You know how the saying goes:

You don't know what you have till it's gone

As I said, we may not be perfect but she's the right one for me. I've made a lost and I have to come to terms to it. In the future, we'll see what it holds. This time I'll take the other road less travelled:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
                - The Road Not Taken