The path

I travel through this journey on path alone
i met you and thought i found a pair
We held hands and continued on
until one day i hit that stump
fell and scraped my knee
i lay in waiting for an outstretched hand
it never came
instead it continued on by your side.
i am now on my feet, all dusted off
going down my own path again
i can see the flowers and the bees
their beauty moves me
i am happy with what i see
For now i know its me
that holds the key to my destiny