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About Rose:
I grew up in Singapore, lived in Melbourne but currently call London home. I love gastronomic adventures, especially while travelling. I stated writing at 17 to remember how it all began.


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15 November 2022

Tuesday, 11.10pm

A little over 3 weeks ago I went on a date with M.H. It was seemingly innocuous - we had a pastry and a coffee and sat on a park bench as the leaves began to change to shades of red and gold with autumn setting in. There was something completely disarming about him. He was open and frank, but perceptive in knowing when not to pry. As we continued our walk by the river, I learned about how he liked to surf, his great affection for his dog Heidi, his clear sense of self-assuredness, and that he was also thoughtful and well-mannered person. He waited patiently whilst I perused the River Cafe store, reached out for my empty bottle of water to hang on to when I couldn't find a bin and always listened attentively. And then there was that smile he would flash from time to time.  

It is such a shame when things seem to hold such promise but they do not see it that way. I suppose it is not meant to be and he is just like the green light at the end of the dock.


rose | 23:33


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