A love tale of many Bryans

By Bryan Richardson

The month of love approaches.

February provides the opportunities to express your love for that special person in your life during Valentine’s Day or for black people during Black History Month.

If that special person in your life is a black person, this month is worth double the points.

I’ve started thinking about how my thoughts on love have evolved throughout the years.

Just like your favorite TV show, I’ve decided to do a clip episode.

These are real, documented feelings I expressed.

This first clip comes from a baby-faced, 17-year-old Bryan. He’s in the middle of his first semester of college at the University of Missouri.

Bryan also has a girlfriend back home in Houston.

While in a particularly loving mood, Bryan took on the subject of marriage for his Facebook friends on Oct. 10, 2006.

AS EVERYONE knows, about 50 percent of all marriages end in divorce.

Why is that?

I think I’ve figured out part of the reason.

It’s the whole “tie the knot” thing. Sure, it sounds like an innocent phrase, but is it really?

No, it’s not. It’s just a loophole.

Everybody knows you can untie a knot. It’s not that hard.

I’ve untied plenty of knots in my day. Most of the time, it’s not even that hard.

Come on, even kids untie knots.

Are we kids anymore? I think not.

So when you say you’re gonna “tie the knot,” you’re just saying we’ll stay married until I get tired of it, then I’ll figure out how to untie the knot.

That’s why we should use a different phrase: “make the Kool-Aid.”

Think about it. Once you mix the packet and the sugar in the water, you can’t separate it again.

Which is how marriage should be.

And let’s be honest, who doesn’t like Kool-Aid?

And who even ties knots anymore? Boy Scouts? That’s weak.

So one day, I’ll “make the Kool-Aid,” not “tie the knot.”


ISN’T THAT precious?

Unfortunately, troubles lied ahead for young Bryan.

By age 19, still baby-faced Bryan and his girlfriend broke up.

He didn’t take it well. At all.

Like many teenagers, Bryan decided to write poetry.

Unfortunately, he lived in the modern era in which teenagers could post their feelings online, which led to the following on Feb. 5, 2009.



Searching for miles and still stationary

Frozen in time, forever in neverland

Running and never escaping

Have nightmares about dreaming

Seeing and not touching

Gift now curse

Breathing suffocating air

Have yet never keep

Meeting in the same place

Destined to be forever destiny

But destiny doesn’t last forever

Slowly fading to black

Dreams now nightmares

Dead and gone


YEP, THAT really happened.

Thankfully, Bryan stopped being 19. He graduated in 2010 and joined the Mercury in August of that year.

Because Bryan felt his first long-distance relationship worked so well, he decided to have another with a woman he met while in college.

He worried about where the relationship between the two Mizzou grads was headed.

Because not-so-baby-faced, 22-year-old Bryan was so smart, he shared these feelings in an Off The Beat column published June 19, 2011.


SHE HAS all the qualities I look for.

It is common to overlook things when you’re in love. I’ve been there before.

In those instances, it’s very obvious when something isn’t right. People just tend to ignore the signs.

This doesn’t seem to be the case in my current relationship. And for whatever reason, this bothers me.

Sometimes when she does something loving and sweet, I just stare at her. Then, of course, she asks what’s wrong.

That’s just like her to care. I tell her I’m fine.

Deep down, though, I’m infuriated.

I just think to myself: “You think you know me? How dare you try to figure me out? Are you plotting on me? There’s no other reason for you to know all that you know. I’m watching you, buddy.”


THAT BRYAN had some issues.He’s not so bad now.

Today, I’m 24 with a face full of skin and a bit of facial hair.

As for the future, I pray 19-year-old Bryan never sees the light of day again. The 22-year-old Bryan can stay away, too.Other than that, I just hope to be happy.Perhaps one day, I’ll make the Kool-Aid with that pretty alumna from Mizzou.

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