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.