You find yourself drawn deeper into this whirlpool of yearning. Every thought, every dream, is taken over by them. The world outside dissolves, a mere backdrop to the {grand spectacle 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 desire that consumes you.
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 that initial attraction fades. Relationships evolve, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something more meaningful: a friendship. It can be a little comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, shared history can still be meaningful. It doesn't always happen immediately, though. There might b