Missed

Eugene, you flew away and left my saddle here, instead of taking it back to the stables. As I stare at it, I think to myself, how I misjudged our relationship. In the beginning, I thought you were so proper and guarded. Now all I see is the best thing that ever happened to me. You balance me, keep me grounded when I am too dizzy to fly and take me to great heights when I need to be swept away. You are the ocean and the stars and the sun. Thank you for being my friend.