The Forbidden Fruit

It all began with a kiss, it was only a kiss.
But one kiss, one touch, was all it took.
I was Eve and you were the apple,
the snake was temptation,
A hissing, slithering serpent of deceit.
God banished us from the Garden of Eden,
the knowledge of what we had done weighing heavily on our minds,
Temptation slithered after us,
constantly creeping up,
constantly wreaking havoc.
Irresistible cravings for knowledge,
and the intense pleasure you left behind.
Heated glances across the desert,
Silent kisses in the dark.
A concealed touch,
A whispered word,
"Mine."
I couldn't resist your dark allure,
the obvious magnetic pull between us.
I longed for the scattered moments when my cravings could be satisfied.
You kept me coming back for more.
More of your intoxicating kisses,
More of your warmth.
You were delectable,
delicious even.
Without realizing it, Adam was pushed to the side.
Unaware that I was fooling around with the forbidden fruit.
Until the day I finally looked past the forbidden aspect about you,
and saw the fruit.
Then Adam began to notice.
It became harder to conceal the previously hidden attraction.
An attraction I felt growing.
Or I thought I felt growing.
You were forbidden after all.
Twined with temptation,
With all things appealing.
Adam was all that I should have wanted,
Everything I should have needed.
But I wanted more.
I had looked past the skin to the fruit within,
And I liked what I saw.
I no longer saw the fruit as forbidden,
But as MINE.
Just as you had once whispered the word to me.
I began to whisper it to you.
Adam remained faithful, right by my side.
You, being the forbidden fruit, wanted to remain forbidden.
But you also wanted to have something that was inaccessible.
And I, Eve, was no longer forbidden.
You left, on to the next unobtainable person.
I watched as you did, and held onto Adam.
Never looking at him,
But always at you.
Forever my forbidden fruit.

Because of You

Because of you, I'll always be that girl.
People still remind me of what we did, of what I did.
I wish that our first kiss had been our last, even though I still remember every detail.
Our dance across the hot, black asphalt,
Laying down in the third parking space to left.
As I lay there next to you, I let my emotions take control.
Between those faded white lines, we formed a bond that we swore would never be broken.
We created our own little bubble,
A place where your girlfriend didn't exist.
It was simply me and you.
You and me.
Oh how I liked the sound of that.
And I told you so,
Free flowing conversation,
Almost never ending.
Nothing was forbidden.
Then, suddenly, we ended up in a precarious situation.
Me, leaning over you and staring down into your eyes,
Fascinated by your blue eyes.
You staring back, penetration my walls with a single glance.
An almost kiss, a panicked moment.
Both of us dropping obvious hints of our desire.
An amazing kiss, the perfect moment.
Being held by you, the boy I'd grow to love.
Relaxing there, counting the stars with you, was literally the best time I've ever had.
Speechless had followed, the conversation lulled.
We walked back to my car in a companionable silence.
Once we walked out of our bubble, we felt the world come crashing down on us.
Feeling the asphalt burn the soles of my feet as we kissed again.
Breaking apart, as the breeze ruffled the hem of my dress,
Our mutual whisper of, "Danielle."
Your girlfriend.
Both of us, being naive, chose to live for the moment.
Chose to pretend that I wasn't the other girl.
Days passed by, and we fell for each other.
Yet, you continued to cling to Danielle.
We clung to one another, neither one willing to do what we knew was right.
Some say that you played both of us.
I say that you and I played her, and then you played me at the very end.
I am just as fault as you are.
I was just as capable of stopping it as you were.
But I loved you.
As much as I wanted to deny it, I was the other girlfriend.
I just as guilty as you were, if not more so.
I should have shared the blame.
Two months of secrets, deception, and emotions.
Instead of doing what I knew I should have done and ending us,
I held on.
Gave you dozens of chances to choose me over her,
or at least just choose one of us.
I never pushed you though, which was my fault.
Staying with you was my fault.
Loving you was my fault.
Letting you constantly let me down, constantly break my heart,
was my fault.
Repairing my heart each time,
Pretending you hadn't heart me.
Tape.
Glue.
Anything.
We carried on for two months.
Then you told Samantha that you were breaking up with her.
That you were finally going to choose me.
Little did we know, you lied to me, and to yourself.
Two days later, I caught you with Jordan.
I know you watched me shatter into a million little pieces,
And I know that I shattered you with my words.
The night had turned cold, and I ran from you.
My heart hit the ground, a new lock already in place.
Today, the two of us don't speak.
We dance around one another, avoiding contact.
I think you're a jerk,
You think I'm a bitch.
But...
Those times when our eyes do meet,
I know you see the heart I've haphazardly repaired.
And I know you feel the pull between us,
A pull that we ignore.
Can you guess what I see when I look at you?
I see you, and wish that I hadn't been your other girl.
Because of me, you'll be known as a player.
Because of you, I'll be THAT girl.
Forever.
Our labels to live down.