I Google You

I Google you
Late at night when I don't know what to do
I've seen photos you've forgotten you were in
Put up by your friends

I Google you
When the day is done and everything is through
I've seen that journal that you kept that month in France
I've watched you dance, on YouTube

And I'm pleased your name is practically unique
It's only you and a would-be PhD from Chesapeake
Who writes papers on the structure of the sun
I've read each one

I know that I should let you fade
But there's that box and there's your name
Somehow it never makes the pain grow less or fade or disappear
I think that I should save my soul and I should crawl back in my hole
But it's so easy just to fold and write your name, again, I fear

I Google you
When I'm all alone and feeling blue
And each scrap of information that I gather
Says you've found somebody new

And it really shouldn’t matter
Ought to blow up my computer
But instead...
I Google you