Harley Quinn

as i walk through the streets of Gotham in the rain i see him, around every corner, in every shadow, my puddin, the joker. i know he's gone but my mind still wants him. i want to be the clown queen of cime again. no Harley. we're doing this right. civilian life. my umbrella blows away and the rain chills me to the bone GREAT! OF ALL THE THINGS TO HAPPEN! GREAT! trudges my way towards ivy's apartment cold and wet