Memories now feel different after you finished swimming.
You can finally rest on the sand and see the stars. And see how every star represents a moment, a memory, a feeling.
You see now you had to stop to finally appreciate. You had to lose, or you had to win. But for the stars you were always on the scene. You were always guided. Always rooted and supported. Every moment was a push for you to keep going, even if it was forgotten.
Even if the moment was taken for granted and you thought it was just one of many. Even if the blessing would repeat many times and you'd think this is not special. That this would happen again.
Well you had to stop to see it. Even if stopping hurt, and now your body can’t stand. You see that was just the beginning. That there is more to the story. And that just means coming back.
To little flashes of a beautiful life. Now they come at you and show how great they are. Showing to you what you are to them. Love and so much love. That little spark of fire you wished it was never over.
Well. Surprise. It was not over. It was just forgotten.
