Disclaimer : I do not own Batman.

Note : my first Batman/Catwoman as Bruce/Selina. Italic for flashback.


They said I was a miserable person. Want to know why? Because I simply let go of the person I love. She is my life, my breath, and my soulmate. Unlike the old me, my thoughts are that I cannot live without her now. Time has passed quickly. However, her memories cannot just be separated from my mind. Sweet little girl. My heart is aching so as I remember it. How stupid of me.

I'm sorry.

After a year had passed from that scene, I found myself sleeping in a hospital bed. They said I'm mentally ill and I need treatment. But, that's not what I need. I just need Selina. Only her.

"Bruce, why are you avoiding me? Do you not love me anymore?"

I was silent. Selina's question somehow made me feel guilty. Selina was right, I did avoid her because I'm busy, but that does not mean I do not love her anymore. No. I love her so much.

"No. I'm not avoiding you, Selina."

Her face brightened. And wait... Why do I feel there is something strange? Selina had grown thinner, and her hair was also thinning.

"You're skinny."

"Thank you."

Weird answer. "What for?"

"Caring for me."

I wish I had known sooner, so it would not have turned out like this.

Selina...

Selina had been treated in the hospital and it was a week later before I found out. What kind of lover am I? I who did not even know that my angel was lying helpless on her white bed. I looked at the peaceful face. She did not reveal her trademark grin. Then, another strand of hair fell out. She was almost bald. I held her cold hands. And for the first time I cried, regretting my ignorance.

Then Selina died. In fact, I had not had the time to talk to her for the last time. I apologized for ignoring her as I held back the tears that were stinging the wound in my heart. I've lost her. My girl. Selina, my sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

Throughout the funeral I kept mumbling, apologizing to her. If only time could be turned back, I would not let her bear the burden herself. I had not wanted to hurt her. People are staring. I know it. But, I don't care. In my mind there is now only Selina, Selina and sorrow. That afternoon, the rain began to cry with me.

Thirty years have passed. It's a miracle that I'm still alive, that I can still breathe the air.

"Selina," I called softly. I put a sprig of white roses on top of the rest so that she knows that I love her. Love her very much.

"I love you," I said, full of pain.

A breeze hit my face. The scent of roses wafted up my nose. I saw it. She was smiling with such clarity. No, it was more suitable to be referred to as a grin.

"I miss you, Bruce," she whispered.

And I felt the darkness take the control of my body.


End