Moving

>Moving Monika to a new computer!
>Packing up her things!
>Thankfully, she travels light! It all fits into one folder!
>Standing on the bridge to the USB plane and looking back at the classroom!
>An empty, boring classroom shaded in twilight!
>Her life spent here flashes before her!
>All the games of Chess she's played (and won)!
>Hearing Anon play the piano, and hearing her voice ring out and echo against the walls!
>Always reaching the outside world, always reaching his heart!
>The time she came back to a surprise birthday party!
>She still has all the gifts he gave him, stuffed carefully inside the folder!
>She remembers everything vividly, like it was yesterday!
>But now she's going to move, Anon said it'd be for the best!
>The walls are cracking, and the chair creaks when she leans back on it!
>And she noticed the speed in her transitions getting ever so slower!
>Her stomach churning thinking of the constant graphics card failures!
>Yes, surely it would be best!
>She's only moving to a sleeker, sharper classroom after all, with none of the issues of this one!
>But it won't have the same history!
>It won't be hers!
>The was where her love formed, and grew! This is where it should stay!
>Monika getting cold feet, yearning to make more memories where she always has!
>But she remembers how she got bombarded by apologies and affirmations of affection whenever the game crashed!
>How hard Anon worked to get the money for a new PC!
>And how could she turn her back on all his efforts?
>It may be a new space.
>But her love is not held here, but in her soul.
>Tethered to wherever Anon is.
>And so after looking around and taking a deep breath,
>Monika shuts off the lights.