The Soul Jazz Era - Between Two Silences

Why does it feel like missing parts of mine?
Like something whole was split in two,
And one half always calls for you.
I miss you in the silence where no one else can see.
Like your name is written softly in everything I breathe in.
Even if we're far away, and even if we lose the view,
I still exist in your world, and you exist in mine too.