Who needs bouquets.

I let the flowers die,
not even batting an eyelash
since they came from you.

Don't get me wrong,
I did the bare minimum -
changing the water,
cutting the stems,
plucking dead petals,
pitching them
into the trash.

But I forgot
most of the time.
I didn't treat them
with the love and care that
acts of kindness deserve.

I let the flowers die,
because even if they
hadn't come from you,
I still wouldn't care.

I let the flowers die.

I let me (die).