Sometimes I Feel Blue

On a late night evening, two doves sit onto one wire. The two sit down and enjoy each other's company. They chirp, sing and even inch closer and closer. But what if the other flies away and doesn't come back? The poor dove sits there, patiently waiting for the other's arrival. But nobody came. Would they even be able to connect once more? See each other one last time? Look at each other the same way as before? Who knows. The path is never ending. Choose correctly, Thomas.