Why didn't she notice me? I thought she got the message.

Every time we sat near each other I imagined holding her. Her waist so perfect. Everything about her is. From her voice to the way she looks at you. Why didn't she notice?

I can't live with you not noticing Raven. Every time we fight Cinderblock or Plasmas, or even just a gangster. I worry about you. You distract me from everything else. I can't live with not being able to tell you Raven. I love you.

But if you can't notice me I must be as good as gone. So I shall go. Good-bye Raven.

Raven closed the diary. She had read the blood-splattered pages more times than you can count.

Cyborg had found Robin unconscious and called an ambulance. But they said he had been dead a while.

She had no idea he felt the same way and it was tearing her apart knowing that she had been the cause of their fearless leader's death. She couldn't bear it. She dropped the diary and got off Robin's bed.

She walked around the room touching everything as she went. What made him do such a thing? He always seemed so confident and not at all suicidal.

He had taken a razor blade to his wrist because of her. He had stopped the worrying in his heart. The evil glint of metal caught her eye. It was an unused razor. She shattered the top and took the blade out.

She walked up to her room and all they found later that day was a blood –splattered diary, a body and a razor blade.