Forbidden fruit

When the word "sweetheart" leaves your lips it makes me shiver.
I trust you when you tell me that it's gonna be okay.
The advice that you give me makes my problems seem so petty, irrevelant, so easy to fix.
Your crooked smile brightens my day each time I see you.
Except you are forbidden.
Just like the sweet, succulent apple banned from Adam and Eve. You are my forbidden apple, the one I am afraid to touch, afraid to never try. Unlike Adam and Eve, I know I can't have you because it is just too wrong. Truthfully, it would never work.
And in the end I mean nothing to you, just another Mt A girl.