[Sayori] The Old Oak Tree

An old oak tree
Its kind have seen empires rise and fall
Some have seen humanity at their absolute worst
What will be the fate of this one?

"Hey Anon!"
Your best friend suddenly pops into view
Bubbling with joy as always
Her aura can lift anyone's spirit
And you are certainly no exception
"Is this seat taken?~"
She slumps down next to you before you can respond
An all-too familiar Sayori tactic
The tree has more than enough room anyway

This place has become a special hangout for the two of you
Sometimes you chat about anything for hours
Other times you simply enjoy the ambience together
This time though, you two are not alone
Sayori brought an old, familiar friend
Once, a vibrant prize living in a carnival booth
Now, an aging ragged object with its stuffing exposed
Based on the look on her face
She still cherishes it all the same

"Anon?..."
Sayori has that usual friendly smile
But for some reason it feels... different...
"You know, ever since you won Poochy for me"
"I've slept with it in my arms every single night..."
Her hand starts to lovingly pet the tattered toy dog
"It... It reminds me of... you"
She turns away slightly, failing to hide her reddening face
"Anon..."
"I don't want to hide it anymore... So I'll just say it"
Those teary, sapphire eyes lock with yours
Her smile turns nervous yet hopeful
"I love you Anon."
You instinctively know what you both want
You gently wrap your arms around her body
You both lean in and finally, her patience pays off
The kiss she's been waiting for
The love she's been waiting for