Dear Old Meka! Poem by shameka jones

Everybody asking me where you at. I say I don't know but i hope you coming back. I try to talk some since into you but you just say im talking smack. It's like every other day we miss each other. I loved the brave heart and loved the edge you always kept me calm in the head. You taught me true love and to love my soul. You never switched up you always stayed whole.There was something inside you that had to grow. Searching for your soul trying not to let tgo. You told me that you'll come running if i ever need you. Um standing here and um calling you, but all i hear is a silent crying tear of me missing you. Dear old Meka he's not coming back. He left me with a broken heart and never knew how i felt. He only knew of the friendship that was still at hand. Dear old Meka he's not coming back. All i can do is wait. Dear old Meka he's not coming back.