Sadness

Every morning I wake up and hope that I get a message from you.
Every day I wait for you to come back to me.
Every day I debate whether to move on or not.
I wait for you to come around and say that you love me and that you want to work things out.
And every time I wait and I think you'll come back to me you never do.
I get my hopes up and end up feeling bad.
Nothing good has come from this and I wish you would see this.
What you're doing isn't benefiting me, it's hurting me.
You're hurting me.
You've taken my sunshine.
You've taken my happiness.
You've taken my hope and dreams.
All I'm left with is sadness.