Can you feel the pressure,
Can you feel it with me,
Because every single time when i see your face,
it reminds me of how life is full of grace,

Can you feel the pressure,
Can you feel it with me,
when times get hard and our hearts are broken life seems unbearable, mistakable, and unforgettable.

Don't leave these scars on my heart,
I promise it will never fall apart.

Can you feel the pressure,
Can you feel it with me?

To the sound of
endless falling autumn leaves
that paint the streets of gold
with your hand to hold
and my heart on your sleeve

I never want this day
to end

then tell me why have we barely touched
but your bones feel like home,
why is your aroma-
my only known cologne.

then why does your heart pace at the same rate as mine,
synchronized thoughts and breaths
bringing us back together
time after time.

I want to run away from you,
like running away from home
and I know you will not chase me
for a while, you’d like to be alone.
But I’m sure one day, you will
wander out too, in this world
of colour, art and pain.
And all I ever taught you,
will finally sound sane
and when you navigate this on your own
seeking out ‘you’
at every destination,
you’ll find me there too.

Find me | shevaun stonem

its too late for coffee and too early for *****

the destruction in me says start the *****

and the destruction in me says brew some coffee

laying there thinking my world is shrinking

and hoping i could just for a second be with you again

in an honest way

not how we were or how we are to say too many words too shortly



that is the secret we share


we have the heart inside of us

that makes use of all the matter we are made of

and i know that the type of heart we have
love and hate differently

we wiggle and hope there is rational
we strain for some sort of situation where everything falls into place

but when it hurts its almost to much to bear

because its everything and its honest

and the lies are the easy part of us

its the drizzle and rain that makes us wonder why we missed on something that should have or could have

at least that's how it is for me and i cant speak for you
sadly that is something we really do have in common

i really was hoping that you were going to stand up and shout at some point but

it was just that smile

just that smile

and some days its all i need
but how it hurts



all i know is whatever happens, happened

you stopped thinking
of the
girls you loved
before me

but now
I think of them ,
perhaps
if I am more
like them
you’ll love
me more
too

We sit across
each other over
cups of coffee-
like we don’t know
the exact order.
like you don’t know
my favorite movie.
like I don’t know
the last time you cried.
like we don’t know
the unseen.
like we don’t know
we never truly died.

like we don’t know | shevaun stonem