Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars, though if I did I would love having Hayden on call!
A/N: This is just random rambling poetry that a friend sort of challenged me to write, it's from Anakin's point of view about he and Padme's love...no spoilers for RotS (as far as I know!). Angst abounds! Also, this is my first real venture into the world of SW fanfiction, so please be nice! Reviews are loved, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated!
Star Cross'd
Will the sky fall down on me?
Will the whole world kneel before me?
Is this what I really want?
To feel the pain, to hear the taunts?
Am I ready to face the dark?
To lose the sun, the songs of larks?
Were we doomed from the start?
We lovers across the stars?
I feel my pain of losing you, I feel your pain of losing me.
We've lost the honor of the world, we've lost our sense of charity.
What's happened to our souls?
Are we thought of when the bell tolls?
You were always my lovely angel...But every angel has her devil.
Star Cross'd till the End...