You find yourself pulled deeper into this vortex of feelings. Every thought, every dream, is dominated by them. The world outside blurs, a mere backdrop to the {grandplay unfolding inside your mind. Logic, reason, they all evaporate away like ice in the sun. There is only your obsession, and the hunger that consumes you. Every glance transforms in
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 romantic chemistry fades. Relationships transform, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something more meaningful: a friendship. It can be surprisingly comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, that connection can still be truly special. It doesn't always happen effortlessly, though. There