wait, are you sure you want to send it as two?

To be very honest, sometimes I do rate you.
I rate your importance, I rate your worth,
all these, without any paperwork to justify my ratings.
no laminated piece that makes me qualified, nothing.

sometimes you're just worth a hundredandsixtycharacters, sometimes threehundredandtwenty.
sometimes, none.

i do get pretty honest most of the times, letting slip what most people wouldn't say ( or type).
it is such honesty at times, that do leave me feeling frustrated.
frustrated at how things have changed,
frustrated at how much people seem to convey through those hundredandsixtycharacters.

in tandem with frustration, i'm very much amused.
amused at how it carries information and decisions of uymost importance,
yet, it is conveyed simply, impassively.

you've heard of divorces and breakups being initiated through them,
sometimes they aren't initiated, they are decided through them.
decision making of such events have somewhat been relegated to that of just, a hundredandsixtycharacters.

they don't matter to me now, as i'm neither married nor attached.
but such practises do matter to me, as simple meet-ups can be cancelled at the eleventh hour.
with no prior notice, sometimes even spiderman won't be able to tell you might not be able to make it with his spider sense.

moving on, you do matter to me and that worth, is not always measured through those, hunderdandsixtycharacters.

Sometimes, i can't comprehen your 160 characters.