Letter left to Ed in the inside pocket of Jay's leather jacket

[ Written a around the margins of a sheet of paper is a poem. One Jay's quoted bit's off before in his Red Hood Persona. Something he felt Ed needed. ]

I have a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring comes back with rustling shade
And apple-blossoms fill the air—
I have a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

It may be he shall take my hand
And lead me into his dark land
And close my eyes and quench my breath—
It may be I shall pass him still.
I have a rendezvous with Death
On some scarred slope of battered hill,
When Spring comes round again this year
And the first meadow-flowers appear.

God knows ’twere better to be deep
Pillowed in silk and scented down,
Where love throbs out in blissful sleep,
Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
Where hushed awakenings are dear...
But I’ve a rendezvous with Death
At midnight in some flaming town,
When Spring trips north again this year,
And I to my pledged word am true,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.

Hey bro,

If you've found this, you've either gone through my shit, or I'm dead again. Either way, I'll kick your ass when I get back. Stay out of my shit if I'm alive. If I'm dead it's all yours. So, let's pretend that I'm dead. Also, thats a great song. Look it up one day, Pretend That Were Dead by L7. Anyway, back when mom died when I was a kid it was the hardest thing I ever had to deal with. I was alone in a rough town and I had to be a man while I was a kid. Then Bruce came along and I had to be a kid again, it was hard, all of it fucked me up pretty bad if I'm honest.

I've never really expected to live long, hell dying when I did was only a shock to Bruce. Old man Ra's said my return was a blight on the world. This time bomb in my head has been ticking down. I've been on borrowed time. So, it's time I admit a few things.

First off, I dont want to fuck anyone Ed... I fell for Hana back in the city. I fell hard, but I also told her to go date Shiro cause he was the better man, I couldn't even touch Loki or Roy if either of them had offered. I choose my fate. If I die well, just know it's my choice. Love is a horrible thing and I suffer for it every day. I was happy though, and I am still. You were all I had left and I'm a bastard for leaving you behind but, I'm ready to go back to where I belong.

Keep your nose clean, my man. And look to the sky and think of me sometimes. Don't make me come back and kick your ass.

Some kinda love
-Jay Todd

Oh and if I'm dead, my smokes are yours, use'em as currency.