just when it appeared that there paths had parted...they still walk the same road...though not side by side to each other...its like one advances while the other catches up...but never do they remain too far apart...and so they go in circles around each other, but never meeting...much like a revolving door where no one gets out...they don't see each other though the divisions are made of glass...but the presence of the other is felt in the air as they call each other with their thoughts...