Keep stalking him till the liberating day
When you realize that you’re okay with not knowing
About his statuses and who they were written for,
When he last came online and who he spoke to.
Keep following his steps
Between the pillars of Facebook and Whatsapp
To see if he has left even the slightest footprint of his thoughts
On the vast sand of social media.
And when you find those footprints
Dig deep till you find shells, and bones, and bottle caps
Keep looking for that one item of yours
That once belonged to you
The one that you gifted to him
The item that no longer knows
Who it belongs to.