Missing someone is when you can't stop thinking about them. Their voice, their smile, their face. It's when you feel like you're half of a whole.
But missing from someone is different. And I'm missing for you .Or, to put it better, you're missing from me. Because you owned my heart , or most part of it. And when you left you took that with you. So I'm not whole. I'm missing half of me, I'm missing from you. And with you is exactly where I belong.