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.