What January Looks Like

When the stars collide,
And the storm emerge.
In the mid of all the chaos,
Something came without fear and unnoticed;
My heart finds you.

"What makes you love me?" He asked.
I didn't quite know how to put it into words.
Perhaps it's because of what I saw in you:
A glimpse of certainty
and a whole lot of fireworks.

In that moment,
I secretly want to believe
There's a slightest chance that
maybe the universe has finally
grow fond of both of our souls
and
decide to unfold its magic.

-Sabrina Putri