It’s a movie goodbye but it’s rush hour,
no empty roads to dawdle on,
cars behind us continuously honk.
In a minute though, you’ll be gone.
It’s a movie goodbye and I softly ask,
if you could pull over to the side.
You don’t hear me and
I don’t ask again because - well - pride.
It’s a movie goodbye and there’s
all the elements too–
the soft drizzle of the rain, the light from the moon,
me, and of course, you.
It’s goodbye, and I wonder
if a part of you is still mine.
We hug, I try to freeze time.
I watch you drive away;
eventually, the night turns black.
I thought it was a movie goodbye,
but you never looked back.
Brought up in Mumbai and currently based out of New Delhi, Mallika is a newly “public” amateur poet and musician. Passionate about mental health, BIG feelings and authenticity, art is her primary way of connecting with herself (and finding joy) when the world becomes a little too loud. You can find her on Instagram (@lmaolika_) if you’d like to chat!