I’ve become a coward in love
Devoting more time to making you smile, than enjoying anything myself
Ignoring the sea of compliments for a drop of attention from you
Treasuring our memories, as if they aren’t what haunt me
Creating avenues for us to run into one another, all just for me to see you
Building bridges for messengers who can deliver my pain to you
Pain that you’ve now become numb too.
I am a coward, but this is not love.
By: Ishaan Cheema