LOVE DENIED(A Tragic Love Story).
"Don't you ever talk?", Bright had asked Raymond,
"You should unwind a little friend" . Those were
her first words to him,the very first day someone
seemed to notice Ray; or at least want to say
'Hello' all the months he'd worshiped in his new
Church.
"Urmmm, I was just...ermmm", Raymond
stuttered.
"The name's Bright, I'm just three Sundays old
here", she'd said wearing a charming smile.
"Call me Ray, I'm only months old here, I really
need to go now", he responded shyly and left.
Raymond wondered who she was as he walked
away. He felt this warmth in his heart, something
he hadn't felt for a long time. He liked her from
that first conversation he realized, or what else
could explain his stuttering that much? Hours
seemed longer than days;and days longer than
weeks, but Sunday finally came and Raymond had
nothing else on his mind except getting to see and
know Bright better.
"Bright", that was the name she told him, the name
whose very sound had brightened his whole life
since that hot Sunday afternoon they had their first
conversation.
Service lasted just three hours but Raymond could
have sworn it was six, he never missed a chance
to glance at her, occasionally catching her eyes
with Bright always wearing that same charming
smile that struck him a week ago. Finally service
was over and it didn't take Raymond more than a
minute to be by her side. They'd exchanged phone
numbers and learnt a thing or two about each
other.
That was how Bright became a part of Raymond's
life. That was the beginning of spending forever on
the phone just reassure himself he still had her
around. That was the beginning of getting into
each others minds and hearts. That was the
beginning! The beginning of wanting more than
friendship, the beginning of love denied a chance
to grow.
Days passed so did weeks and months, it was only
a matter of time before Raymond and Bright
became inseparable. Raymond had fallen in love
with her long ago but he was still waiting for the
right moment. He knew everything about her and
so did she about him. They were clearly best of
friends. Every weekend she came around, his
clothes could be found on her body, he often made
her breakfast even though he more times than not
screwed it up. Bright was sure to eat like it was
the best thing she'd tasted, even though the
pepper almost peeled her tongue off. She loved
him too well to mind. Love! She really did love
him although he never seemed to notice. She
really wanted to be his forever...his lover, his
bride, his woman. She really did love him. He was
her one bright ray of joy and happiness and love
all in one. She wondered if he felt this way.
That was four years ago, and for four years she'd
still loved him hoping he would open up. Four
years of being denied his love. Four years of
lacking that sense of completeness love seemed to
offer. Having just clocked 26,Bright had to see
other guys since it seemed her one desire
Raymond wouldn't work out. That was how she
met John. It didn't take long before John showed
they were heading somewhere. Ray knew about
John but felt he wasn't a threat. Three months of
his friendship with Bright can't overshadow his
years of friendship with her he reasoned;but it did.
It took just three months, just three months for
John to ask the 'big question', just three months
for Bright to say "Yes" to John.
It didn't take long before a wedding was fixed.
Meanwhile, Raymond had stopped being himself.
He was mad at all and everything and person. His
madness led to depression, his depression to
alcoholism. He was left a defeated man, a man
robbed of his only happiness. "That wedding
would never hold", he had thought, "I won't ever
witness it" . But then it did hold.
And as Raymond stood among the crowd,watching
'his' Bright approach the aisle with John, he
couldn't hold back the tears, he couldn't do
anything about the burning in his heart, he couldn't
swallow his spittle 'cause he felt this soreness in
his throat. He wished it were him. But it wasn't.
He was a defeated man. LOVE DENIED(A Tragic Love Story).
"Don't you ever talk?", Bright had asked Raymond,
"You should unwind a little friend" . Those were
her first words to him,the very first day someone
seemed to notice Ray; or at least want to say
'Hello' all the months he'd worshiped in his new
Church.
"Urmmm, I was just...ermmm", Raymond
stuttered.
"The name's Bright, I'm just three Sundays old
here", she'd said wearing a charming smile.
"Call me Ray, I'm only months old here, I really
need to go now", he responded shyly and left.
Raymond wondered who she was as he walked
away. He felt this warmth in his heart, something
he hadn't felt for a long time. He liked her from
that first conversation he realized, or what else
could explain his stuttering that much? Hours
seemed longer than days;and days longer than
weeks, but Sunday finally came and Raymond had
nothing else on his mind except getting to see and
know Bright better.
"Bright", that was the name she told him, the name
whose very sound had brightened his whole life
since that hot Sunday afternoon they had their first
conversation.
Service lasted just three hours but Raymond could
have sworn it was six, he never missed a chance
to glance at her, occasionally catching her eyes
with Bright always wearing that same charming
smile that struck him a week ago. Finally service
was over and it didn't take Raymond more than a
minute to be by her side. They'd exchanged phone
numbers and learnt a thing or two about each
other.
That was how Bright became a part of Raymond's
life. That was the beginning of spending forever on
the phone just reassure himself he still had her
around. That was the beginning of getting into
each others minds and hearts. That was the
beginning! The beginning of wanting more than
friendship, the beginning of love denied a chance
to grow.
Days passed so did weeks and months, it was only
a matter of time before Raymond and Bright
became inseparable. Raymond had fallen in love
with her long ago but he was still waiting for the
right moment. He knew everything about her and
so did she about him. They were clearly best of
friends. Every weekend she came around, his
clothes could be found on her body, he often made
her breakfast even though he more times than not
screwed it up. Bright was sure to eat like it was
the best thing she'd tasted, even though the
pepper almost peeled her tongue off. She loved
him too well to mind. Love! She really did love
him although he never seemed to notice. She
really wanted to be his forever...his lover, his
bride, his woman. She really did love him. He was
her one bright ray of joy and happiness and love
all in one. She wondered if he felt this way.
That was four years ago, and for four years she'd
still loved him hoping he would open up. Four
years of being denied his love. Four years of
lacking that sense of completeness love seemed to
offer. Having just clocked 26,Bright had to see
other guys since it seemed her one desire
Raymond wouldn't work out. That was how she
met John. It didn't take long before John showed
they were heading somewhere. Ray knew about
John but felt he wasn't a threat. Three months of
his friendship with Bright can't overshadow his
years of friendship with her he reasoned;but it did.
It took just three months, just three months for
John to ask the 'big question', just three months
for Bright to say "Yes" to John.
It didn't take long before a wedding was fixed.
Meanwhile, Raymond had stopped being himself.
He was mad at all and everything and person. His
madness led to depression, his depression to
alcoholism. He was left a defeated man, a man
robbed of his only happiness. "That wedding
would never hold", he had thought, "I won't ever
witness it" . But then it did hold.
And as Raymond stood among the crowd,watching
'his' Bright approach the aisle with John, he
couldn't hold back the tears, he couldn't do
anything about the burning in his heart, he couldn't
swallow his spittle 'cause he felt this soreness in
his throat. He wished it were him. But it wasn't.
He was a defeated man.


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He was left a defeated man, a man
robbed of his only happiness. "That wedding
would never hold", he had thought, "I won't ever
witness it" . But then it did hold.
And as Raymond stood among the crowd,watching
'his' Bright approach the aisle with John, he
couldn't hold back the tears, he couldn't do
anything about the burning in his heart, he couldn't
swallow his spittle 'cause he felt this soreness in
his throat. He wished it were him. But it wasn't.
He was a defeated man. Bright is gone, everything
seemed so gloomy and dark without her. His eyes
caught hers, he could have sworn he saw love and
longing in her eyes. He sent a message which read
"Don't do this! " to her. But this was months too
late for Ray. He retreated and went home, with
only a thing on his mind.
He locked his doors,got a twine, tied it to the fan,
knotted it around his neck and was about kicking
the stool he stood on away when his cell phone
beeped in his pocket. He glanced at his screen
and Bright's message read,
"I wish it was you. I wish you had kissed me all
the times I wanted you to. I wish I had to spend
my whole life with you. But you never gave me
hope. Sorry baby, I'm doing this. I loved you, but
you never talked".
Ray couldn't hold back his tears. His mind flashed
back to her first words to him(Don't you ever talk?)
as he kicked the stool he stood on away. He
struggled to stop thinking about her as he took his
last breath but all he could see and think of was
Bright. His heart stopped beating
His body swung slowly. His head bowed in defeat.
Yes, he never talked, never would talk, not
anymore!

Kesley_UMOH

I like that picture.. If girls can quit the green light mentality!

Pls Op continue with d gud job... i dey follow u like "Goodness and Mercies"