You and Tim had been a couple for almost a year, a year of pure arguments, ignorance, and hurt. Almost a year in which you shed tears for him.

And four months into the year, he decided to break up with you, not because of the arguments, not because he hurt you, but because he didn't feel the same way about you anymore, saying it was because he wasn't cut out for a girlfriend, disguising the real reasons with a lie. But hey! He asks you to be friends. How could you be friends if you still, heartbroken, love him?

"I know I was wrong, but I'm here to apologize and make things right."

He said, coming home from patrolling the streets of Gotham at night, standing at your window.