We Don't Talk Anymore

She was living in my neighbourhood,

Our relationship was like the imperial and Robin Hood.

She's the sunshine for my name,

Like a God's angel has come.

We were the creatures having a feather,

Went to the fruit yards, and school together.

Sitting in the courtyard of moonlight,

We were thinking of the height.

But today isn't the same as yesterday,

I realized she's just the bay.

Time had taken all the memories,

There is no merci beaucoup or sorry.

I accepted fairy weather on my shore,

Because of materialism, we don't talk anymore.