Sydney Rae Love

i want to be adored not when my body is naked but when my heart is bare & exposed can the people that we love ever really know us  if they don't open up in the way that we do? my ears have heard too much my eyes have shed too many tears to not be heard or seen surface level conversations mean nothing when you want to hear everything underneath but you can't force someone to give you a part of them that they don't even know themselves.

the good in the world, i've seen it the good in the world, i've been it so what is that force pulling me under into the darkness? is it the weight of my past? of things that never last? or perhaps it's the goodbyes i just never saw coming maybe it could be the lies i felt in my soul yet i just kept running little did i know there was no where to run for what is, is already done one moment i radiate purity and light the next, even the devil does not compare tarnished and torn i am with sins so great not even god can understand but then there's the laughter of a friend or even a story with a happy end deep late night conversations and truly genuine intentions the birth of new life death of old strife a habit that has been broken soft words that are spoken i constantly find myself caught between two worlds two planes of existence divided by our systems who am i and what do i know? which side will next steal the show? how do you settle a battle that is n...

a new face a new voice there is not a trace left of you why am i still running? when you aren't even here another has taken your place his hands are a much better fit for mine one of a kind but the ghost of you still haunts me if fear cannot coexist with love how come falling into it is so frightening? why am i shaken to my core? a girl like me doesn't get butterflies rather, a stomach infested with beehives each sting worse than the previous vulnerability is all that i crave to surrender without fear of consequence with my love carrying me through life love is not something to repress or to be done in secret it is to be embraced with every fiber of our being we all have ghosts skeletons in our closets baggage piled up to the ceiling yet it doesn't have to dictate our present how ready i am, to let my guard down and never have to put it back up.

  it’s not everyday that we find someone, who not only recognizes us by face and name, rather by soul and heart. forever, it seemed like my language was foreign months and years of not being heard or understood, i began to think that there was no option other than to give it up how draining and mind-numbing it is, to try to force someone to learn a complex language that they had absolutely no interest in speaking stuck in a cycle of mediocrity and monotony life is far too precious and sacred to waste our time on people who can’t even bear to lift a single finger for us while one may scoff at a single simple request another may do a backflip just to see us smile in hindsight, it all makes sense we were never asking for too much nor were we too difficult to handle it is who we were seeking it from that was the problem where another tossed my heart to the side, leaving it vulnerable, naked, and exposed.. it was you who called it home what a beauty it is, to share life with someone who...