I picked up a new habit today:
Involuntary breathing.

My boss hates the ink stains
on my sorry arms.

I am asked repeatedly
to let down my hair and smile.


My current best friend assures me
that I am not going to die.

They all somehow suppose
that
I want to live.

But you know i don't.

Not since all my passwords.

I came to know today
that you made a home elsewhere.

Good for you.

So I picked up a habit today

I learnt to live

Without loving you.