i sing a song <br /> and this is for her, <br />in this lonely night <br /> where my lonely soul condole this crying heart.. <br /> <br />all the broken promises, <br /> run like a train in front of my eyes <br />every word she spoke <br /> sounds like a lie... <br />though she never loved me <br /> but i the boy she always liked <br />so i waited, hoped and prayed.... <br /> for that liking to become love of her life. <br /> <br />now when i sing, <br /> and play this guitar <br />i know, <br /> little far away she can hear... <br />my words are not meant to take <br /> her back to memory lane.. <br />they are just to tell <br /> that it still hurts........<br /><br />sidharth arya<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-still-hurts-4/
