Pluto
i miss the days when i wasn’t an option but the only choice,
the days when every thing i do relates to your voice,
days when i used to be the man of the late night scene,
person you fall asleep on the phone with
and the early morning wake up call,
as it comes to an end suddenly became a myth,
youve done it with a different person with the same exact routine,
The cold winter nights forcing the kissing and hugging
i miss being snugged
the feeling of your hugs
and more importantly, i miss feeling whole.
the warmth of your constant love
for now im cold and alone
gone from my title,
swept off my role,
rejected and unknown,
grown apart inches to a bit,
just couldnt take another breath
feels like im on another planet,
