and I am the one

I toutched the forbidden
not the fruit
as one might presume
the risky joint venture
came to an end
bankrupt I was left
on the side of my bed
and all the hope is gone
but we can hold on
addicted to words
sweet sounds of yours
the hopes and the dreams
they were my themes
that's all left behind
in your present so kind
of unrequited love
that asks for the rest of
the you that is gone
and I am the one