You were the rip current that dragged me under. 
You were the cyclone that warped my mind.
You were the hurricane that poured doubt 
All over my weak, drowning body. 
You were the tsunami that drew back all of its love, 
And came crashing in, destroying everything.

But, the ocean was my savior. 
The salt water pushes me up when I start to sink.
Night or day, the waves are constant,
And never leave me lonely.

The tide may give.
The tide may take.
But, it is never selfish.

The ocean shows me its secrets,
No matter how deep.
It surprises me with sea glass treasures, effortlessly.
It threw me a life jacket, 
Comforting me like you never could.

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