Sitting,Waiting,and Missing you

Sitting,
Waiting,
Missing you.
Those are the three things that I've been doing since you left me.
I haven't moved from this spot since you walked out that door.
I haven't even blinked.
I keep thinking that this is all fake, and that you will come back to me and wrap your arms around me.
I keep thinking that you'll kiss me on the forehead, and tell me that everything is going to be all right.Just like you all ways do.
I'm missing you so much that when ever I hear a noise I think that it is you coming back to me.
When you walked out of that door, you left behind a lot, and yet still took a lot with you.
You left me thinking about what was going to happen next, and if you were ever going to come back to me.
The big thing you took was my heart, but I'm thinking that you even left that.I don't understand any of this.I thought that the truth is supposed to set you free.This wasn't supposed to hurt, but it is.
So tell me,
Why did it have to be like this?
Why did you have to leave me,
Sitting,
Waiting,and
Missing you?