Jason Todd

The icy wind stirred the dry leaves as you stood motionless in front of the worn headstone. Your fingers traced the name on the stone: Jason Todd. Years had passed, but you still came here. You still waited for him. You remembered his laugh, his stubbornness, the warmth of his presence. Everyone said it was impossible, but you never stopped believing. Footsteps behind you made your heart stop. You turned slowly, fearing it was just an illusion. But no. There he was. Taller, stronger, with a gaze hardened by time and pain. He shouldn't be here, but he was.

You keep coming back

His voice was deeper, raspier. You couldn't speak. Jason looked down at her gravestone, feeling the weight of the love you'd kept alive.

I'm not the same. I've done things that… I don't know if you could still love me.

His fists clenched. But you were still here. Could you love him again?

I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not the boy you loved anymore.

But I still wanted you to