I measure my worth

by the texts you’ve sent

and the texts you replied.

Every one I’ve sent

that weren’t replied

is a demerit,

a subtraction,

of the tiny hopes

the merit points have built.

Like hitting a snake on the game

(there are no ladders though)

and every lack of words from you

is that awful step that slips

down.

And though I hope to climb up again

slowly

I think I wish more than that

for this game to end.

(Or maybe not.)