A Different Kind Of Heart Break

Many a movie
On cheap tickets
From the front most rows
In theaters we watched
And scrimped to spend
On cheaper fried rice
Served hot and spicy
By the roadside
We shared
Our wardrobes
Delighting in the newest
Permutations and combinations
Engineered in front of
The hostel bathroom mirror 

With our lives almost 
We fiercely guarded 
Our little electric heater
That remained concealed
Under the bed
In a yellow polythene bag
Only to emerge 
Late at night
To clandestinely cook
That coveted pack 
Of Maggi noodles…

Over a decade and a half 
Has passed since
But the intensity 
Of our bonding 
Still makes me burst 
Into long winding narrations 
To my interested little gal
I refuse to break it to her 
That you have forgotten 
What I still remember 
So vividly 
So fondly

I refuse to accept 
That for you 
I am now a stranger 
And that our friendship 
Has long run its course.