Love is for the living

She drove a purple '98 Pontiac Sunfire, and the other day, I saw a video that was spoofing those. It made me laugh out loud, and I tried to send it to her, but then I was reminded that she's gone.

She isn't dead, but she may as well be.

I could use the internet as my Ouija board, but I've seen those movies.

If I open that closed door, devils will certainly step in.

I'm haunted enough.

I content myself with chuckling about her old car. Meanwhile in my mirrors, ghosts of the past appear closer than they are.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ZjGVaI9D7o