Why do????

Why do we love that heart,
that does'nt always care,
the feelings that is there,
inside a heart that is broken apart

Why do we still dream
hoping she would still love,
Someday,somehow and somewhere
the heart that sees her everywhere.

Why do we still cry,
thinking about her,
the eyes r now dry,
thinking she is not here

Why do we still pray,
for that heart everyday,
even after knowing that,
it won't like u on anyday.

Why do we still smile,
hoping the pain would last,
only for a while,
when she is already a past.