You find yourself pulled deeper into this abyss of yearning. Every thought, every dream, is dominated by them. The world outside blurs, a mere backdrop to the {grandplay unfolding inside your soul. 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. Their every

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Sometimes that initial attraction fades. Relationships shift, 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, that connection can still be valuable. It doesn't always happen immediately, though. There mi