Like the Ocean waves

This constant back and forth. Two different perspectives unable to let their guard down long enough to see the pain in each other’s eyes. Incapable of hearing the cry of just wanting to be heard and feel the need for one another. When do we finally allow ourselves to be vulnerable enough to be loved? Gabriela…

Our Beacon

Little by little I can feel myself growing more comfortable in what we have more aware of what’s growing and while terrifying, it’s just as beautiful. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by ME unless stated otherwise.

A Thousand Questions

Maybe it’s just my ability to over-analyze and overthink almost every single interaction every word every action From the way your body moves against mine to the cadence of your voice as you speak to me I wonder if you stare at me the way I do when I’m not looking with want and need…

A Beautiful cluster of Stars

No you were never Earth and they were never your Sun you were always your own Galaxy. Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Feelings

  The way that your arms slowly wrap around my cold body and warms it feels so different, feels so foreign.   I’m scared of what’s happening of the reality that I will have to fully trust and eventually love scares me because it’s becoming so easy yet feels so foreign.   It’s a language…

Our Home

We take for granted all that Mother Nature gives to us. We misuse and mistreat burn and hurt pull and throw away. We forget that without her we are nothing but with her absolutely everything. Thank you.   Gabriela A Tejada Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

Helianthus

  You held my hand as we walked through the field, guiding me. What do you think about this one? Stunning, love Gabriela A Tejada   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise.

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…

Living

  You held my hand as we hiked our way to the top, told me to trust you I was nervous but excited. you held me close as I admired the view I completely let go and lost my breath in its beauty. There is somuch that we take for granted because we can’t disconnect…