I loved you like one of mine,

But you remained distant, always.

My care never shined,

On your dark and cold surface.

I never wanted you to suffer,

A fate that would make you alone.

But your misalignment made it tougher,

Eventually losing you a space in my home.

You became Pluto,

The discarded and outcasted one.

Because you never valued your own,

You were always special to someone.