You find yourself drawn deeper into this abyss of yearning. Every thought, every dream, is dominated by them. The world outside fades, a mere backdrop to the {grand spectacle unfolding inside your heart. Logic, reason, they all melt away like snow in the sun. There is only them, and the hunger that

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Sometimes that initial attraction fades. Relationships evolve, 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 meaningful. I