[This chapter is dedicated to Mday208 for the nice comnts that he/she has been leaving in my stories for the month of June. Thank you so much for the support! I hope to continue reading your comnts in the near future! :D]
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Shu Xian went to school with a foolish grin on her face. She couldn't get it off her mind—the way Pan An was embracing her while she was cooking.
She went to the university first. Pan An said that he would have to stay behind for a while since he forgot to fix his docunts needed for the day.
However, little did the birthday girl know that Pan An stayed behind to make a last minute call with her mother and sister, along with Shi Lian and Zhang Ren whom she added in the WeChat group. Wang Lei was also inside the chat, all of them already talking about the preparation.
"Hmm…"
Shu Xian wondered the mont she reached the classroom, noticing that it's almost 15 minutes before classes would start, yet two of her friends are not yet there.
"That's odd. If I arrive this late, usually, both of them are already here."
Rembering that she was cramming for her assignnt, she put the first assignnt inside of her notebook, the review about the two poems.
However, she rembered just now that she forgot to make her poetry assignnt, making her sigh as she took this opportunity to do it before Pan An's class would start.
It's a howork they have in Creative Writing, a class that Shu Xian and Shi Lian commonly have before they have their lunch. With Zhang Ren not with them because he's a Math major, they only had two common classes with him.
As Shu Xian was making her poetry collection, she found it easier than doing the other howork last night.
Luckily, Shu Xian also had a compilation of her poems in her phone's notepad, using it as her howork as she wrote it in her Creative Writing Notebook that will be passed later on to the professor.
She put on her various Haiku Collection that she created months ago so that her howork would seem like she has put in effort on it when in fact, she reused what she created months ago during vacation.
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I.
Up in the mountains
Below the cherry blossom
Lies my love for you
II.
My own innocence
Reflected in the river
Hiding the monster
III.
My feelings contained
It rushes like the river
Finding its escape
IV.
I raged at the sea
I found my serenity
Then it has cald
V.
My thoughts are so loud
The silence is deafening
In this quiet night
VI.
The ti I said "hi"
You were under the white snow
Then you said goodbye
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Shu Xian provided six of her haikus in the notebook. With her looking more into her notepad, she also saw a poem that she made before entitled, When the Lights are Gone, writing it down on her notebook as well.
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When the lights are gone…
Paranoia hunts .
When the lights are gone…
Fear engulfs .
When the lights are gone…
Uneasiness irritates .
When the lights are gone…
My emotions overwhelm .
When the lights are gone…
Hope leaves .
But deep down I know that when the lights are gone…
Soone is there to save .
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This was a poem that she made when she t Shi Lian. She was hopeless at first when it cos to her having no friends and then living alone the mont she ran away from her uncle.
But because of Shi Lian, she had provided her love and joy and company as a friend—a person who saved her when she was in her most desperate situation.
She's indeed lucky to have Shi Lian in her life.
Soon after, she saw one last poem that she wanted to add in her howork. It's a poem that she made the day she left her uncle's house—a poem that is very morable in her heart.
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Thoughts coming ceaselessly through the night
Staring blankly at the dim light
Noticing this one and only presence
Getting insane with this deafening silence
Having this chaotic state of mind
Makes peace arduous to find
Knowing that I have to make a decision
Gives more frustration
I always feared the thought of being lonely
But I left in order to be happy
This is indeed heartbreaking
As it is, at the sa ti, liberating
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As she finished writing the last two lines of the poem, Shu Xian's lips turned into a tight line, reflecting about it.
"This is indeed heartbreaking, as it is, at the sa ti, liberating," Shu Xian whispered to herself, a sigh coming afterward. "Wow… I was so young when I made these poems. The last poem was also the one I made when I was a teenager."
With Shu Xian now leaning her back on the rest of the chair, a small smile appeared on her face, comnting on the poems that she made.
"I was so creative before… why did I stop making these kinds of poems now? Was it because I started becoming busy and that with the things I'm doing and with studying, I don't have ti to write anymore?"
With that in thought, Shu Xian smiled a bit, now looking at the blank page of her notebook. With her thinking of Pan An right here and then, she thought that maybe she could make a poem about him since it's been years that she hasn't created any poems.
She shoved her curiosity about her friends for a while. With her focusing on a poem that will be dedicated to Pan An, she let her hands write and her words flow, her heart racing in her chest as she has never dedicated a poem to a person she likes.
With her now starting to like soone, this will be the first—along with the thought of liking soone for the first ti.
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