18 months have passed since Mimi left me.
I've almost completely given up to see her
again, but whenever I see
beautiful flowers I have a strange sensation
that she might appear
in front of me, all of a sudden, with her
usual beaming smile.
Well, my PC was broken a month ago and this
is the first poem after
it's repaired. My life without PC was an
awful one but now it's becoming
more or less normal. My new girlfriend Miki
cleans up my place perfectly
and provides me with food. I should appreciate
more, perhaps. ( October 2, 2006 )