It's haunting that she stands there with that look on her face. It reminds me of the last time you'd stood in that place.

It's haunting that we drive through the darkest parts of town. Like you and I used to when you were still around.

I find the tears in your eyes just a little bit daunting. Don't get me wrong. You know nothing can stop me. I know my words seem harsh but my eyes speak softly. Come on dear, don't you want to come haunt me?

It's haunting that she stands and she's frozen in place. It reminds me of you faking that smile on your face.

It's haunting that we drive through every traffic light. Like you and I used to when you were still alive