howcouldiknow

The plants my mother gave me are dead.  

I stopped watering them.

It’s unfair that they had to get caught in the middle.

 There is a watermelon rotting in my kitchen cabinet.

I bought it to take to a party.

I put it in with my dishes.  

 I had my windows open all summer.

The wind would whip through and tear the blinds down.

Eventually I gave up and stopped hanging  >

them back up again. 

My pillow looks like it belongs to a child.  It does. 

It belongs to me seven years ago.

I guess I don’t know how to let go. 

When I first moved here I went through a phase.

 There was a time that I always slept fully clothed. 

Recently my toaster began burning everything, I swear I didn’t turn the knob. 

 I started giving up on the little things.  That make life more pleasant.