[Pluto]

You are my sun, but sometimes,
you shine too bright,
honey.
And it’s burning my skin.
But still, I’ll love you.

You are my moon,
but I have to wait,
till the night comes,
to see you.
And waiting is hurting me.
But still, I’ll love you with
my skin burning and my heart
tired of waiting.

You are my stars,
but I got lost, guessing,
which star you really are.
But still, I’ll love you with
my skin burning, my heart aching
and my mind confusing.

You are my whole universe,
but what am I to you?

I am just your Pluto.

Because I am just
too
far
from
you.

— Your Pluto