Forgetting how to swim

When I was taught to swim, they expected me to learn how to move from one end to another in water without drowning, but all I really wanted to learn, was to float, be stagnant, head facing the sky, eyes fixed on a carpet of cloud. Years later, here I am, floating, being stagnant, eyes fixed on you, but all I really want to do is hold my breath under water, flap my legs faster and move. Move away from you or move towards you. Either direction, the need is to keep moving.