Where Things Can Be Fixed, Poem by Alexzia Ferdinand

As if there’s a place to go

Where sun splits the fog

And your honest hand is in mine

That sparrow meant to fly away

The road meant to freeze

The storm meant to devastate

You meant to leave

Wrap your head around that one, hope.

Sometimes I wonder if night is the healing time

Or just time to realize how crazy the moon is

To rebuild the walls and floors and ceilings

On this haphazard home of love

Dreaming's gotten me this far

Don’t dare leave me now

Not while im still believing in you