Dear Jupiter,
I was wrong.
I had it switched.
Pluto is everything.
And you are nothing.
She is the sunshine and the rain and the smiles and the pain.
You are the way my chest falls and my heart sinks.
She is butterflies and blue skies.
And you are empty space and blank faces.
Fuck you, I love Pluto.
And we are built to last.
YOU ARE READING
To Jupiter
RandomIn which a girl calls herself Saturn to hide the reality that it is her love story. Saturn is the girl he will never love, Jupiter is the boy she will never get over.
