You find yourself swayed deeper into this vortex of feelings. Every thought, every dream, is consumed by them. The world outside blurs, a mere backdrop to the {grand spectacle unfolding inside your mind. Logic, reason, they all melt away like snow in the sun. There is only them, and the desire that consumes you. Every glance transforms into 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 the spark fades. Relationships transform, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something more meaningful: a friendship. It can be sometimes oddly comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, the bond can still be truly special. It doesn't always happen seamlessly, though. There might be moment