Plagued

i’m plagued by our memories,

i miss you more than anything,

than everything,

than anyone,

i’m plagued by our memories,

the late night talks,

the kisses,

your voice,

i’m plagued by our memories,

growing up together and,

finally finding our love,

only to have it ripped away,

but most of all,

i’ll miss your company,

waking up with your name on my lips and,

falling asleep with visions of us.