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The Last One

The Last One

3 minutes

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May 4th 2025

3 minutes

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May 4th 2025

London sucks.

What used to be the GOAT country. Has turned into a negative fire dumpster.

Life passing by. Crowded yet lonely.

Fast paced. Yet stuck in the past.

But it has served a purpose. Maybe I could have done this anywhere. Who knows.

But London has been the home for me these last 18 months.

And in those 18 months, boy have I changed.

I arrived a broken man. Literally broke. Heartbroken. And stressed out my mind.

Fuelled by crippling anxiety I made my way.

It was a rocky start. Jumping straight into another relationship that clearly wasn’t a match. Did I see that?

Hell no.

But I moved on. Business grew. Money came in.

I had the pleasure of discovering North West London.

When you know you know. And that place was definitely for me.

I signed my life away on a studio lease that I couldn’t technically afford. But for a moment, I felt at peace. I was home. Sorta.

With some fire under my feet, I found a new gear.

Business grew again. New friends found their way.

Timing is a funny thing. Not sure I believe in it. Doing the work on yourself and making sure you're ready- that I believe in.

But through the disappear, the pain and complete and utter shambles of what appeared to be me getting my shit togeher. I was about to be met with the best thing yet.

She’s a 5 ft1 brown goddess. Sassy yet kind.

Things moved slowly at first. Not something I was used to.

But slow is smooth and smooth is fast. Apparently.

And as always. She was right. Slow was the way.

Because when things slow down, you see and feel what’s actually going on. And what was going on was me becoming a man. Leading my way down a new path. Reinventing myself to a new standard.

Which led me to a place in front of a stunning, caring soul who just got me.

Unafraid to call me out on bullshit. Yet knows how to bring out the best in me.

I love their laugh. Their resilience to go against tradition in the pursuit of their dreams. The way they see the world. But above all, the way they make me feel.

She is like no other I’ve met. For she is you, Anu.

So London may not be my place. But it's the place where I found myself and the person that I want most in my life.

Every relationship ends in a breakup. Except for the last one. And I believe with all my sappy heart, that this is the last one for me.

To the future with you, my Anu.

by

Tom Scourfield

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