You find yourself swayed deeper into this abyss of emotions. Every thought, every dream, is consumed by them. The world outside blurs, a mere backdrop to the {grand spectacle unfolding inside your soul. 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. Every

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 simply wonderful: a friendship. It can be a little 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