Breathless.

Breathe sweet, breathe easy
You're no will and testament
To those who came before you
Or those who have yet to repent
My dear, you're an addiction
A drug so sweet and pure
You are nothing but a disease
I never want a cure
I am breathless
Hopeless, careless, thoughtless
Working on being more
And mourning in such bliss
This is my confession
To a world you'll never know
Where rain drops taste just like your lips
And your smell's locked in every rose