Creative from Dusk to Dawn

Creative from Dusk to Dawn

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🇺🇸: Original poems and short stories I write between midnight and 5am-ish. They can be sweet and cheesy love stories, but they can also be angry, sad and depressed poems. Honestly, you might find it all in this thing. Some will be in portuguese (my first language) and some will be in english (my second but most natural language to my crazy silly brain). If you want me to translate any of them, just ask me :) I can also translate to spanish🇪🇦, even though I rarely write in that language. Most poems (if not all of them) will be in english because... I don't really know why LOL Feel free to comment, send requests, inspirations and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism :) I truly, deeply hope you like it. And if you do, please vote, comment, save, share and whatever may help me grow❤ I'm Nina🥴❤ 🇧🇷: Poemas e contos originais que eu escrevo durante as madrugadas. Podem ser história de amor delicadas e clichês, mas também podem ser poemas raivosos, tristes e depressivos. Honestamente, você pode achar de tudo aqui. Alguns serão em português (minha primeira língua) e outros serão em inglês (minha segunda língua, apesar de ser a mais natural pro meu cérebro surtado). Se quiser que eu traduza qualquer um dos textos, é so pedir :) Também posso passar pro espanhol🇪🇦, apesar de raramente escrever nessa língua. A maioria dos poemas (senão todos) serão em inglês porquê... Não sei bem o porquê LOL Sinta-se á vontade pra comentar, mandar pedidos, inspirações e críticas CONSTRUTIVAS :) Eu espero, de verdade verdadeira, que você goste. E caso goste mesmo, por favor, vote, comente, salve, compartilhe e qualquer outra coisa que possa me ajudar a crescer❤ Sou Nina🥴❤ 🇪🇦: Se quieres, puedo pasar los textos y poemas al español. Basta pedirme :) No garantizo que sea perfecto, pero prometo hacer mi mejor! Espero, de verdad, que te gustes❤ Soy Nina🥴❤
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"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

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