Taking Stock

There's something missing...

I took inventory of my life today
Piles of memories grown dusty
A few friendships getting stale
I've got lessons learned too late
Forgotten dreams fallen under my bed
And an empty shelf where love should have been

When did this become broken?
When did I lose that piece?
Why didn't I notice
When things got all wrong
And why am I missing you still?

I still see your smile on a stranger
But I can't find your face in my life
Except under stacks of old photos
Or in dusty dreams under the mattress

I swore I'd forgotten what you were
And filled the place you used to be
But I took inventory of my life today
And all that counted was the absence of you.