I started off with so many thoughts and so much feelings that I hope to write out.
But now, guess no point anymore. What ever out to be said and written, has already been said and written over the months.
You realise it will be just be a repition of going through cycles. When you realise after all these while, you are still going back to the same point, going through the same kind of feeling again, you know that it's pretty much just a waste of time again. Maybe everything has sort of become pointless already.
Guess the sea has used up all its energy when it made this final surge onto the shore.
It is time for it to recede back to the tranquil sea where it belongs.