I Google You - Neil Gaiman, Amanda Palmer

I Google you

Late at night when I don’t know what to do

I find photos you’ve forgotten you were in

Put up by your friends

I do, I Google you

When the day is done and everything is through

I read your journal that you kept that month in France

I’ve watched you dance

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 too easy just to fold and type your name again, I fear

I Google you

When I’m all alone and don’t know what to do

And each shred 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