Don't own the characters. Thanks to George Lucas for creating Star Wars. I tried to fit some of the heartbreak I felt once into this... to make it more real... at least for me I still had a happy ending, and my heart was healed by the man who broke it... I love reviews...
I couldn't believe he just said. That he just... admitted to that... No... it couldn't be. What Obi-Wan had said was true. I felt my heart shatter as if it had been glass and had been dropped from the highest building on Coruscant. It was all I could do to keep the tears inside of me, and even then I failed. I, who as queen and senator could have control over my feelings... control that is... until my love for Anakin grew more than I could deny. I couldn't deny my love for him on Geonosis. I couldn't now. How could he do this to me? How could he break my heart in such a way? I loved him!
Where did I go wrong? What mistake did I make? When was I not there for him when I should have been? When did I not listen to him when I should have listened? When did I turn him away when I should have held onto him? When did I not encourage him? What did I say wrong, or what did I not say? What did I do or not do that brought this upon him?
No... Anakin couldn't have. He couldn't have killed those children. He couldn't have helped with the death of all the Jedi. He couldn't be partially responsible for Palpatine's rise to Emperor. He just couldn't. He was kind, he was sweet, he was loving, we were going to go to Naboo, and raise our child, we were going to have enough of this war, there was going to peace, we were going to be a happy family. He loved me, I loved him, we loved our child. This couldn't be. He couldn't be doing this.
This is my fault, somehow, I know it is. What did I do to drive him to this? How could I fix it? How could I bring him back? For I know cannot follow him...he had to come back to me...
My heart was breaking. I could feel it as he spoke. Each word, each explanation or promise he gave made the crack run deeper and the pain greater. And still, I blamed myself.
It hurt. It hurt so much.
Oh, whatever fates there be, why?!? My heart screamed in agony
What great wrong have I committed that this is what comes to me? Why is my heart being ripped out of my chest and impaled upon a stake? Can there be anything more torturous than this? Can this get any worse?
What happened to the spring of our love? When did this cold, cruel winter creep upon us? How can I make things right?
Who am I to even think I can retain his love, when I have brought him this? This... he did not deserve...he was a good man... he still is a good man!
How can I live with myself... knowing this is what I caused...?
Anakin... no... you're breaking my heart...