Harder Than It Should Be

Most days I just stay away.
Mornings are the worst,
something about the way the light
hits the grass,
and the buildings,
and the sky.
Evenings aren't always great, either.
Especially when your song comes on.
Sitting there, trying to remember
all the good things,
mourning is for the dead, eh?
But still,
most days, i just try to stay away.
Keep my head busy.
Keep my heart absent.
Most days.