I thought you were my life raft. 

Out there on the ocean, alone, scared, afraid. 

You appeared, and I thought you saved me. You kept me afloat for day after wretched day. 

But you made me forget that I could swim. 

The day you left, my lungs filled with water and I started sinking. But then my legs started kicking and my head broke the surface and I breathed. 
You weren’t my life raft 

You were my anchor