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