You find yourself pulled deeper into this vortex of feelings. Every thought, every dream, is consumed by them. The world outside fades, a mere backdrop to the {grand spectacle unfolding inside your heart. Logic, reason, they all evaporate away like snow in the sun. There is only the object of your affection, and the hunger that consumes you. Every
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Sometimes that initial attraction fades. Relationships shift, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something simply wonderful: a friendship. It can be sometimes oddly comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, shared history can still be truly special. It doesn't always happen immediately, though. The