What if...

What if Anakin found out that Amidala had been having an affair?

Note: written while author was in severe depression, due to circumstances
concerning a certain someone and one of her best friends. Readers advised to
keep a tissue box nearby while reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the Star Wars universe, and if I did I
certainly wouldn't spend all my time online looking for improfessional stories
that I find far more amusing. Everything belongs to George (all hail George),
LucasFilm, etc. etc.

One more thing: there's a story out here called "I know," which I particularly
enjoyed, and that's where the ending comes from. Please don't be mad, I just
loved that particular piece of fiction, especially the end.


No Tears



I knew when I got into this that I was going to get my heart broken more than once.

I just didn't expect her to do the breaking.

I knew, when I told her my deepest secret, that I was inviting heartbreak.

I just didn't expect it to come from her.

I knew, when she told me we had to talk, that my world would soon crumble.

I just didn't expect it to be that.

But when she said it, my heart broke just the same, for her and for them.

I know. No tears.

I know no pain.

I know only emptiness, a place inside me that cannot be filled and maybe never will be again,

but I know no anger. I know no despair.

I know only loneliness, a feeling of being a single soul adrift in a universe of nothingness.

But I know no fear. I know no aggression.

I know only love that has been ripped away, leaving a black hole in the place

that was once my heart. I know things will never be the same again.

A Jedi knows no pain.

A Jedi knows no unrest.

A Jedi knows no hate.

A Jedi craves no adventure or excitement.

A Jedi knows no emotion.

A Jedi knows no fear.

A Jedi knows no passion.

I am not a Jedi.

Don't say you're sorry, just don't say it. Because I know, Ami. I know.