You find yourself drawn deeper into this vortex of yearning. Every thought, every dream, is taken over by them. The world outside fades, a mere backdrop to the {grandplay unfolding inside your mind. Logic, reason, they all disappear away like ice in the sun. There is only the object of your affection, and the hunger that consumes you. Every glance
Condemnation, a venomous/a destructive/a corrosive force, can twist/warp/deform the very fabric of society/relationships/individuality. It casts a long shadow/creates ripples of destruction/spreads like wildfire, infecting/poisoning/contaminating even the purest intentions/most well-meaning hearts/kindest souls. Blindly/Unquestioningly/Relentlessly
Sometimes the spark fades. Relationships shift, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something simply wonderful: a friendship. It can be a little comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, shared history can still be valuable. It doesn't always happen seamlessly, though. There might be feelings of awk