Title: A Love Story: The Way We Were
Rating: PG
Summary: What happens when two people reunite after 14 years after a horrendous ending?
Disclaimer: Power Rangers is not owned by me…if they were…I'd be rich. And if I owned Tommy and Kim they would be married and have Pink and White babies. J
Rain. One of GOD's illustrious wonders. I've always loved the rain. Ever since I was a little girl. It would help me sleep at night. It cleanses the soul and washes away all the pain…and the ugliness that surrounds everything near it. As I watch the corpulent drops fall from the sky, A roll of thunder booms in, vast and strong. Lightning, another one of GOD's great wonders, breaks soon there after. "1...2...3.." A clap of thunder rolls in once again. I was always told you can tell how far away a storm is by counting between thunder and lightning. Then a flash of light explodes in the sky once again. Florida is the lightning capital of the world you know. This flash of light was different. It's colors were so vivid and bright. It was nothing like I had never seen. It had blues and yellows and pinks…and reds. Red lightning. Ah red…the color of passion and love. Also the color of power. Three qualities someone once possessed. A person with so much life and spirit. A person I…My mind wanders around the room. I look around my St. Augustine condo and see the life I have become accustomed to. I look to the left of me and see the shelf of the past. The trophies and medals I acquired over the years.
I was once a great gymnast. A role model to young girls. That of course was many years ago..14 to be exact. I was 17 years old. Now at 31...life seems so much more simpler than it was back then. I had tried so hard for so many years to be something I wasn't. Something I wanted to be. I got that something…but it didn't feel so great once I achieved it. I had no one to share it with. Sure there were my teammates and coaches. But that was it. My friends and the people I loved were so many miles away. The people who were behind me 110 percent. The people who wanted me to live my dream. One person in particular who was behind me from day one. He was my shoulder to cry on…the one person I could talk to who would always knew the right things to say. And I ruined it. I look back out the window at the beach. The rain had stopped and the sun shone on everything it touched. It kissed the water that laid so still than it had twenty minutes previously. My mind started to wander again. Why was I so childish? Why did I have to ruin something so great? So many unanswered questions still cloud my mind many times a day. Why I ask? I needed to let go. Let go of the past and move on to the future. I didn't want him to suffer like I was suffering. I knew we couldn't make it work. There were too many miles between us. I remember that day…I remember that day so well…It all started with that letter that I wrote. A letter that still haunts me to this day….