Some people will become a part of your story
Whereas others will not
We may regret the ones we lost
We may regret the ones we  fought
The curious cases, we do not often see
Are those who are a great match
But we failed to recognize them properly
When thinking back we say
“ the one that got away”
When we get out of the way from ourselves
Be that as it may
We miscalculate
We don’t read the room
The mistakes of our ego
Makes us exclaim” I am a buffoon.”
If you reflect
And you take some time
You can iron out the wrinkles of your behavior
Since there are plenty to find
Good reasoning is usually the starch
After we launder the persona we wear
Might even make another spin cycle around 
Before we find the right pair
Our best measure to assess our happiness
Is found in relationships we hold
Proportional to our bonds
At least that is what I’ve been told
RSP
…
DCG
