You find yourself swayed deeper into this whirlpool of yearning. Every thought, every dream, is taken over by them. The world outside blurs, a mere backdrop to the {grand spectacle unfolding inside your soul. Logic, reason, they all melt away like frost in the sun. There is only the object of your affection, and the yearning that consumes you. Eve
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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 a little comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, shared history can still be valuable. It doesn't always happen immediately, though. There might be m