As I'm driving I keep glancing at my passenger side chair. Talking to you like your still there. And your answering back I swear. But these are flashbacks of memories that show how much I care.

If I can't be with the real you keep sending memories of the ghost and I'll make these conversations the most. I did wrong and paid the cost. But truth be said without you I'm lost.

So I drive along aimlessly lost and when I come to roads to be crossed I'm just not sure what direction to go. But I keep driving and talking to the memories of you that I love and know.

So along these empty roads I just coast and am thankful for the presence and conversations with your ghost.
© M.Moss