1This is for all you diehard TommyKim fans out there like me. It's set during Dino Thunder, and the pairing is TommyKim, and TrentKira. Now, as I haven't seen the original series since my young years, this may be way off. It may seem overly emotional or something, and I've probably got them all out of character, and you may think it's too cheesy but I'll try and do my best on this story. I love reviews, but no flames, please.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything power ranger related. Well, I do own a copy of the movie, but I don't own anything that can make me money in any way.

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It's been ten years since I wrote the letter that destroyed me. I knew even then that I was in love, and that I had never been happier, but I thought that he would be better off without me. We were trying to stay together when we were a whole country apart, and I just knew it wouldn't work out. No matter how much I loved him, I knew there were girls around him that he would probably be happier with. Girls that he could take to the movies. Girls that could be there for him to hold and talk with no matter what the cost of long-distance calls were. I had learned from my parents that 'happily ever after' endings were just fairy tales. I knew he would never break up with me because of the distance. He was too loyal. It was his happiness that I cared about most. So I wrote the letter that would let him off the hook with me. He would be free to date girls that he could be around. He deserved that. I wanted to call him myself, but I knew that if I heard his voice, I would never be able to do it. So I sent the letter. And I never stopped regretting it.

The next time I saw him, I was under a spell, and I tried to kill him. By the time I was good again, I realized that he had started dating another girl. That's what I had wanted for him. Happiness. I couldn't tell him that my heart broke to even think about him in the arms of another. So I left, and still he had no idea how much I truly loved him. Since then, I've dated, but I can't help but compare every guy that I go on a date with to him. Tommy, the love of my life. I heard from Jason a while back that he's got his doctorate in Paleontology and he's teaching at a school in Reefside. During the day, I work almost nonstop with my gymnastics students, and I have almost no time to think. After work, I go out with friends to clubs or parties, and I laugh with them and gossip about the latest fashions. Sometimes, though, I get a few brief moments like this one to myself and my thoughts, and I find myself thinking of him, wondering what he's teaching about at this very moment, what he's doing, what he's thinking. Every now and again, I wonder if he ever thinks about me. Does he have another girlfriend? A wife? How could we have stopped being even friends after that letter? We should have stuck together, even if we weren't dating. It's been ten years, and I haven't heard a word from him. God I miss the sound of his voice.

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It's been ten years since I lost her to another guy. That ripped me in two more than any of Lord Zedd's monsters ever could. She was the best thing that ever happened to me. Even with a whole country between us, I loved her more than anything. Then the letter came. I couldn't believe it. I knew the stories about long-distance relationships never working out, but we were different. At least, I had thought we were. I didn't call right away because I knew that doing so would mean admitting that the letter really had come, and that she was really breaking up with me. I wanted it all to be another bad dream, one that I could wake up from. I couldn't deny it for too long, though, as much as I wanted to. I sat in front of my phone a couple of days later, looking at the letter, wondering if I should pick up the phone and dial her number. I could try my best to keep her, to bring her back to me, but then, how happy would she be? If she really had found another guy that made her happier than I did, how could I deny it to her? All I ever wanted was for Kimberly to be happy.

The next time I saw her, she was under an evil spell. I knew that it wasn't really her that was trying to kill me, but even after she turned good again, she didn't talk to me much. Everything was so forced and tense. By then, I was dating someone else, and I could only imagine that she was doing the same. I hated watching her leave me again, but I didn't stop her. If she had found happiness, then she deserved it without any interference from me. I've learned to get on with my life since then, smile again, make jokes. I've even dated a few times, but I always catch myself comparing any of the girls I take out to her. Nowadays, I get so busy with school and being a power ranger again that I don't have much time to think of anything else. Every now and then, though, I get a few minutes alone with just me and my head, and I think of her. Jason told me when we were on the moon that she's teaching gymnastics now. I wonder what she's doing, who her students are, what she's thinking at this very moment. Does she ever think of me? I wonder if she's got a boyfriend now, or maybe even a husband. Why did we have to lose touch like that after the letter? We should have at least stayed friends. Nothing should have been able to take that away. Ten years, and I haven't heard a peep from her. Man, I wish that I could hear that little laugh of hers one more time.