And yet

You said goodbye
And yet you're burdened by hellos
I withdrew my foot from your door
And yet it continues to pain me


You said no more
And yet less is to your despair
I have no time to think about this
And yet this is all there is to think about


You need silence
And yet mine rattles your ears
I lost my words
And yet yours are the ones I search for


You appear wilted
And yet you made it to December
I appear strong
And yet I died before I lived


You have everything ahead of you
And yet you need me behind you
I can't face the past
And yet my back is turned to the future


You'll be my mirror
And yet these days, there's less of me to look at
I was your carpenter
And yet you made me out of clay