The Ability To Trust Again

I’m scared. This scares me. My ability to so easily give all of me so quickly and freely after years of torturous growth After painful rivers of bloodshed scar me Scare me. How can you ever trust when you don’t know the meaning of or the sound of the words Trust me I’m scared that…

Suffocating

I just want to breathe. I’ve been finding myself suffocating with the words that my heart knows but my mouth refuses to say. They’re tied in a lovely bow against my neck slowly squeezing, I feel the warm stream of blood as they break through the skin of my throat. Tragic. I hear a soft…

Madness

  Maybe it’s the way you watch me eyes glazed over lips form a smirk   Or the way your words create a hypnotic rhythm as you say “I can see the madness in your eyes”   now my eyes glaze over as my hips sway and hands roam my damp skin soft smile on my…

Our View

  We both agreed that it’s the little things that really matter.  Gabriela A Tejada   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

My Favorite Weather

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F Train ( Years Later)

  Tonight she’s on the F train. Surrounded by strangers. Tired faces and smells she wouldn’t be able to describe. Looking around at their faces she sees their story. The frustrations of everyday struggles and hustle, the rush to get to point Z from point A. I look around and I find my reflection staring back…

One Night Two People Our Sunset

Through the Maze of life, I choose to get lost in you.   Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

El Comienzo de un Amor

Todo en la vida no es color rosa, pero para que viver en un mundo que es un solo colour? Yo te doy todos los colores del universe, y de ti nada mas piedo tu Corazon. Gabriela A Tejada   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.  

Hyperthermia

I’m scared to fall in love again. I’m terrified of free falling into the red abyss of vulnerability and acceptance. The thought of allowing you in while I’m still trying to see through my cracked heart hurts prematurely maybe it will never hurt but the phantom-like waves of drowning wash over me as my body…