Bend in the road

Standing on edge of the dreams,
I bid you adieu to move on,
Without you,the path of roses,
is no lesser than thorns,
Leaving trodden tender road,
Falling yet faking the smile,
With more confusion than ever,
When moving closer to destination,
is no longer a desire or triumph,
When I hoped the journey to end,
There was a bend in the road,
Lead to where I started off.
your arms...