The Return of the Idiotic Heroes

I had lunch with Ayu two Mondays ago. We ate at Sakae Sushi, a sushi restaurant with moving sushi plates on a conveyor belt like the one we see in animes. We were talking about you again. Of how we were still not able to move on. Of why, in our lives, is it difficult for us to close your chapter.

If what we shared is like a book. Then closing it will be difficult when you have brought the cover with you, when you left.