Black Poetry : jones

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jones

I got this jones,
it's called a love jones.
you know how it is when that special someone comes along and scoop you up in his arms.

I wish i could just have that back.
but now he's gone,
and i'm tryna stay strong.
he was my everything, and now sine he's not here i can't even concentrate.

becuz my mind is constantly on him,
and if i could i'de try to forget.
but everytime i close my eyes it's his face i visualize.
only if we could have one more night.
i'de make sure i did everything just right.

I got this jones,
it's called a love jones.
you know how it is when that special someone comes along and scoop you up in his arms.:heart: :love: :heart:
 
Very Nice. The love jones.

You have to believe most have experienced the deed. The jones of love is real. It can go on for a month or carry for years. So live the jones and move on.

It's disabling.

I jonesed for years. I jones today. It may be him now. It may be someone else next year. It doesn't stop. What helped me was I accepted the jones. I know at this time they are a million miles away. You have to incorporate the pain.

Celebrate the good parts of the memory.

It will help you recover and move forward. Everytime the skeletons kick open the closet.

DANCE with them.

Then put them back and continue your day. Nothing but love for you.

I really like this post. It is so true. Your getting off to good start, in your expression of the sprit. Poetic growth.
 

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