Tella Marie

Will trade soul for good coffee and classical music concert tickets.

Articles by
Tella Marie

The Stars Still Remind Me Of You

I know that there will come a day when you will just be someone I used to love. I know that there will come a day when I could really say that I’ve moved on.

I Won’t Come Back To You Again

But there will come a day when I’ll truly be free of you. There will come a day when I will find myself rooted to the spot once again, but this time, with someone who will actually choose to stay

You Were My Constant

To this day, I do not fully understand what changed. How and why we reached this point. All I know is, we did.

To The Boy I Met When I Was Broken

There was this constant battle between the part of myself that longed to be free from pain, and the part that still feared having my heart trampled on so easily. In the end, fear won.

To The Boy Who Used To Read My Stories

I was scared to write about you because if I were to recall the last time I was truly happy, it was when there was a boy who was eager to read my stories. And writing about you would mean that I have accepted the fact that as soon as I finish this, you would not be able to read what I have written.