Play along

Your beautiful soul.
Your beautiful mind.
Your beautiful body.
Sometimes somethings are just hard to get over with
And now I know what time has asked of me
I know at the  moment it's not right for me to be in your arms
I know what people say about not meant to be
But hey, my head on your chest and your gloss on my cheek and my lips on your neck. What's not meant to be?
Why does it have to be so difficult?
I recall when I saw you for the first time and all I wanted to do was find that soul and claim it my own.
But hey fate has its own games
And maybe Ill find you in little things
When I gulp down scotch ill find you burning in my chest
When I blow some smoke ill find you in that mystical light
When I write my poem ill find you in my inspirations
Right now I will walk through
Knowing that we had something beautiful
And when life asks me how is it going?
Maybe ill just play along.