Gravity of separation 1.0

Once again, I return to my writing board. It's strange that I only return at my lowest. Guess it's time like this when words flow out easier. I have decided to make a change. It is definitely so darn difficult to put my foot forward to embrace the change. Well... If this is the way it ends, then it will be the only way out.

Separation will only means the hassle of division of once shared items. That is the worst or should I say, most painful. You would wish that you do not ever have to see that person again but yet recollection brought forth the once-treasured items that you have once so-ever-willingly used money to put your name on it. Now all I can think of is that I want my keyboards back!