Oliver

Gemma Hayes

oliver you kicked a hole through my heart
and left me with a whistling sound
as the wind blows through
with duct tape and an old bin bag 
i covered it up and put back on my sweater 
so i looked the same 
but i'm a little different now 


i might look the same 
i might look the same 
but i'm a little different now, 
i'm a little different now. 


oliver you ripped the smile off my face 
and fed it to the winter birds 
what a wicked boy 
oliver you are my blackness 
oliver you are my lightness 
my devastator 


i might look the same 
i might look the same 
but i'm a little different now 
i might look the same 
i might look the same 
but i'm a little different now 
i'm a little different now.