Missing you

Sometimes I look around,
To see why my house is so empty,
Everything seems to be in place,
But something isn't there.
As I ponder and think hard
I realise that my mind reaches out to you,
It's you that's missing here.
True it is that life takes you
Places and that you need to be where you are,
But every now and then it's tugs my heart,
The fact that you are not here.
Yes, I miss you.