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. Advertisements

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?…

Projection

they said his eyes look like the reflection of his soul, dark. it was a reflection you could only see through his empty photographs feel through his lead like paragraphs and taste through the Saturn drips that fell from his lips. his hollow smile and dead like eyes depict nothing but stormy nights and shallow…

Night sky

She was lost in her thoughts tonight, Consumed by the thoughts of him. Outside the 88 constellations of a galaxy so beyond her reach made her feel small. Her favorite constellation was Cassiopeia, With her 5 stars, named after the goddess of vanity, she was beautiful. Tonight you could see hurt. The world could see…

Letting Her Go

By-Kyle P ​I had her in my grasp and I wanted to keep her there selfishly, she said she felt trapped, wanted to be free. I’m letting go today. I am letting go I want her to be free and become the person she can be. I am not going to try to hold her…