This is specially meant for two people who aren't able to read this,so if you can read this,thank you for being my friend:)

Upon a path that cuts through dense forest.for a while i thought i found,

Three companions to journey with.(I shall call them A,P and T;A of which joined us much later)

...

Cutting through the forest path,all air was our haven.The breeze in hot or cold or nil

always perfect.

Never could i lose the path,

all i had to do was follow my heart to the voices of sanctity.

(Why did I follow merely the emotion over logic?)

Pavement of mud beneath my feet.

...

Sooner came,the point of time,the path diverged

;into mine or A's...

P and T-

i watched them walk

all three

away

away from me.

...

i stood at the tip of the blade of green

afraid to proceed my own granted path.

Watching the three silhouetted figures walking towards the crimson Sun.

And for a while i thought i glimpsed-

figure P looked back at me,

from the extreme right of her share of path.

...

I had to proceed My own way!

...

Further up my own lone way,

I thought i heard some distant-

sniffles?sobs?silent depression...

I ran ahead along my path

and found

some point

my path came to two paths,

and it joined the narrow-er one;to the right

where a trail of shattered-ness beckonened me to follow.

...up i ran

and found by then

P sitting half-way through this new path.

Just P.

I needed not to ask what had caused those scars.

They were too familier.

But what i know for sure,

i wasn't completely right.

I wasn't right about the three of them,

i was wrong about her.

The only one who bothered to look back.

And i treasure her for that.

Now here i need not lone

for my path has widened.

And i know who travel with me for sure,

all it took was a path first wide

...

The two lost who tried to cast me behind,

and had forgotten the journey once shared.

The lost have lost their place on my path....