Heaven

We took a trip that night, one-way trip with no clear destination ready, but not quite excited yet, nervous. As we hovered in the clouds next to the Moon and Stars you looked at me and took my breath away When I look at you I can see it all, through your eyes I see…

A Portrait

I want every tear that falls from your eyes to paint a poetic landscape of healthy boundaries and self-care. No heartache in vain, but all lessons of growth. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved.All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Healthy

I guess self-love becomes obsolete when we become absolutely obsessed with the dopamine being poured into our system. Who am I when you’re my everything? When the air I breath isn’t my lifeline but instead your instant gratification. What is self-respect when the definition is blurred and misconstrued by your every whim and selfish need?…