Not so special

I hate to think of you

Because you are not so special!

 

Your infamous last words

ring through buried memory

The wounds inflicted

remain fresh

I have tossed you out of life

You are not so special!

 

The three digits

of that frequently dialled number

and the messages and mails

have long been deleted.

You are not in my network

And why should you be special?

 

I am pained by the regret

of wrong judgement

erroneous faith and

misplaced trust.

I hate myself for being there

After all, you are not so special!

 

Inspired by Bahiya at

B’s Poetry Challenge

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