Annie?? My goodness you've grown.
So have you... grown more beautiful, I mean... and much shorter... for a Senator, I mean. From the moment I first laid eyes on Padmé Amidala, I had known that she was the woman I would marry. Even though she is several years older than I. Even though she only had last seen me as a little boy. I had simply known, without question. I see her breathtaking brown hair and want to lose myself in it. I see her lovely eyes and want to stare into them forever. I see her lips and want to. Her very presence is stimulating to me. I do admit I tried to seduce her, and the forbidden kiss she placed on my lips did nothing to discontinue my actions. My mind is always a muddle... I can only think of her. I know she suffers as much as I do. When she finally admitted to me that she loved me, there was an instant where I didn't know how to reply. Padmé, the one woman whom I had sworn myself to since the day we had met, loved me. Anakin Skywalker.
I disobeyed Obi-Wan when I followed my heart and not my head. He looks upon me with scorn and disrespect. But as I told Padmé, I know he is holding me back. He does this because he knows I am better than he is. And someday, I will become the best Jedi of all, with Padmé at my side. I aspire to even be superior to Yoda. I know I contain more midichlorians in my body than he does. Why am I not greater?
Padmé, the one person who appreciates my powers, is my only weakness. She is my wife now, and I finally feel halfway to complete. Yet the one thing I lack, I can achieve.
Power.
And now that I'm close to her again, I can't seem to get enough of her. The thought of not being with her makes me want to die.
I'm studying to become a Jedi Knight, she is a Senator.
For a Senator, she is amazing. As a Senator, she is my weak point. I fear our love may overcome us.
But for now, I am ready to wait until that time.
So have you... grown more beautiful, I mean... and much shorter... for a Senator, I mean. From the moment I first laid eyes on Padmé Amidala, I had known that she was the woman I would marry. Even though she is several years older than I. Even though she only had last seen me as a little boy. I had simply known, without question. I see her breathtaking brown hair and want to lose myself in it. I see her lovely eyes and want to stare into them forever. I see her lips and want to. Her very presence is stimulating to me. I do admit I tried to seduce her, and the forbidden kiss she placed on my lips did nothing to discontinue my actions. My mind is always a muddle... I can only think of her. I know she suffers as much as I do. When she finally admitted to me that she loved me, there was an instant where I didn't know how to reply. Padmé, the one woman whom I had sworn myself to since the day we had met, loved me. Anakin Skywalker.
I disobeyed Obi-Wan when I followed my heart and not my head. He looks upon me with scorn and disrespect. But as I told Padmé, I know he is holding me back. He does this because he knows I am better than he is. And someday, I will become the best Jedi of all, with Padmé at my side. I aspire to even be superior to Yoda. I know I contain more midichlorians in my body than he does. Why am I not greater?
Padmé, the one person who appreciates my powers, is my only weakness. She is my wife now, and I finally feel halfway to complete. Yet the one thing I lack, I can achieve.
Power.
And now that I'm close to her again, I can't seem to get enough of her. The thought of not being with her makes me want to die.
I'm studying to become a Jedi Knight, she is a Senator.
For a Senator, she is amazing. As a Senator, she is my weak point. I fear our love may overcome us.
But for now, I am ready to wait until that time.