"My perfect girlfriend... She's... my right hand."
That was the last day I saw her.
Weeks became months, seasons became years. The summer I spent with Chizuru is all but a bittersweet collection of everfading memories from a distant past now. I still remember how much I cried back then, cursing myself as the king of fools, but time stops for no man, and its tides will carry away even the heaviest burdens if you live long enough.
Now, as I lay in bed and travel back to those days, the pain and regret only briefly touch my mind, I feel but a playful tickle on my consciousness. Only questions remain. Did I make a mistake? Were my decisions wrong? Would I choose differently had I the chance?
But as these thoughts soar through my mind, I just need a quick glance to my right, and there she is. We laughed together, we cried together. For these 60 long years she never left my side, and I never left hers. It's just a guick glance, but like a magic spell it casts away all my worries.
My right hand, you are without doubt the love of my life.
"Suteki... Desu..."