She was dead

How could he let this happen

He had done everything

stayed by her side

Held her every minute he had the chance

He even thought of her in the midst of battle

What had he done wrong?

Was he just another victim

of that beautiful beast, they call love

That sweet torcher that every man has experienced

Fire, rage, passion, love,… hatred

What would he have to do in order to get her back?

What must he give to see his one true love

His only destiny?

His heart?

What must he do to get it back

What must he do to live again

To run down those meadows with her

To hold her warmth to his chest

To feel what love feels like for just one more day

And the worst part is

Nobody knew

Nobody knew the pain her death caused him

Nobody knew how she made him feel

How her life had resurrected his

How she had taken the slave everyone saw

And made him free

She had broken his chains

She gave him new meaning

And nobody knew how important she was to him

Perhaps nobody ever will

Romeo and Juliet were lucky

They got to live and die together

And in the end no one had to keep a secret

What he would give to have just once

Kissed her at the end of the battle

When her love was what he needed the most

When he could kiss her out in the open for everyone to see

When he could where his ring proudly upon his finger

And have her known as his

And his alone

But he's here alone on this 'Thrown'

What sin did he commit?

Which divine law had he unwittingly broken

For his life

To become his own personal hell on earth

Was love his mistake?

If so then he will live with this punishment

For he will stand up for his right, to love, and be loved in return

His children

She had given him children

Had they survived?

What were their names?

Did they know about their father?

Not like he would live to really be a father for them

He wanted to though, even now he wants to.

To live to be the father he guesses he would have wanted

He should have been there

In the room with his wife

as every husband should

Maybe if he had been there

If he had just opened his eyes

And seen the light

Maybe just maybe

She wouldn't be dead

She would be here right next to him

Holding a blanket wrapped angel to her chest

As he held the other to his

Oh how great a mother she would be

And what a pathetic excuse for a father he would be…

…he is

Jedi or Sith I didn't matter which side he was

Because he would be a living corps on both

With no heart beat

No feeling

No morality

…no love