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Sometimes the spark fades. Relationships evolve, and sometimes that shift means moving from something romantic to something simply wonderful: a friendship. It can be surprisingly comforting to realize that even when the romance isn't there, the bond can still be valuable. It doesn't always happen seamlessly, though. There might be feelings of awkw