The wind was chill. The temperature was fairly warm and the sky was clear just enough to see the glowing constellations. Everything seems perfect. Except for one thing. And that one thing is my aching heart. Images if Clark and Lois devouring each other faces up flash into my brain. And the ache worsen. It hurts. It hurts a lot to see the one you love kissing someone else. I knew it was too good to be true. I knew that I never had a chance but a part of me told me I could. I knew I shouldn't have listen to it. It would only end up blowing up in my face. And it did. That's why I'm done. I'm done with love. And I'm especially done with life. I'm a disgrace to the superhero community. I'm gay for God sakes. Plus, I can't even capture Joker even if my life depends on it. That why I'm ending it. Once and for all. This is Batman saying farewell and this is Bruce Wayne saying I had a good run. Taking a deep breath before I leave this world, I jumped off bridge.