i threw the roses and the bouquet away.
well, i didn't exactly "throw" them, no tearing them apart, no burning, no anger involved. i put them into the dust bin downstairs, gently, the bouquet with the pin saying "nur die liebe zählt" facing up. i closed and locked the bin.
i wonder what the neighbour who will put something in there next will think.

it felt and feels right, putting them away straight away, even though the empty spots at my bookshelf are painfully obvious.