Never Loved At All

by Ava Combs

We often think of moments

The fruit of life recalled

 

Like when Eve bit the apple

And caused us all to fall

 

Or when I kissed that Adams’ apple

And called sweet limerence love

 

The parts of days easiest to grapple

All a part of natures law

 

We feel as if bodies intertwined

Hearts and souls must too

 

But that is simply false

Not a bit of it was true

 

Never mind my mistaken mistrusting mind

For I was never really seen

 

Never kept

 

Never known

 

Never loved at all