…in crumpled sticky-notes in old textbooks,
in rusted old lockets hanging by the mirror,
in a promise ring, you forgot all about,
in all my conversations about food,
the nine year plans and broken dreams,
the thukpas at MT, the kormas at Kareems,
in songs Taylor writes about all her ex-lovers,
from everything has changed to the last time,
in the melancholy of a river flowing down,
in the bus stops of unknown small towns,
inside this hollow that was once my heart,
in the words of my poem, in every piece of art
with a shiver and a long drawn breath
I lose you,
all over again.
MT: Majnu ka tilla, a cool place in Delhi with great food.
Everything has changed, The last time: Songs by Taylor Swift.