Sari-saring Salita

Her

Her

In my every written word, It's about you
In every of your spoken word, It's about her.

At the end of my pen, I write your name.
At the end of your pen, you write her name.

The way you look at her, that's how I want to be looked at by you.

The same songs you play for her, it felt like it was for me.

But the different words came out of your mouth when we both knew we like you.

You choose her.

I knew from the start that it was her.