You find yourself drawn deeper into this whirlpool of emotions. Every thought, every dream, is dominated 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 yearning 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 shift, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something deeper: a friendship. It can be surprisingly comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, that connection can still be meaningful. It doesn't always happen immediately, though. There might be fee