Thoughts of you
Vader's pov
He sits back and tries to relax.
His head hurts a bit, he can not concentrate.
In side his mind swim a thousands of thoughts and not even in the same direction.
He takes a deep breath, wanting to concentrate wanting to focus. But his mind wont let go.
Anger, furious, hate, fear and then there is the feeling he most likely wants to forget this very moment, love.
But how can he feel love, when he is the man with no heart, no soul?
How can he be mistaken for a dead human monster, when he feels the most tremendous feeling among everything?
Inside his head he hears voices, voices of what to do or not to do. But among those voices he hears one, the very one that tells him who he really is.
Not the man with no heart, not the man with no soul. He is just the man that that she had fallen for.
He hears her over and over again, but not judging him, she just asks him while dropping the most tearful tears and her eyes showing her love for him, to come back to her.
Just the simple words " come back".
He sees her, while closing his eyes, his siren.
Inside him in a corner of his now hateful stone heart, he feels a peaceful place there she is, waiting for him.
That corner is surrounded by a crystal fence, that protects her from the coldness in his heart and at the same time for him.
He sits up, walking towards the door.
Turning his head slightly, seeing his reflection on the blank mirror.
Black, a shadow covering him with the dark colour.
He takes a few steps to see himself more clearly. But now he sees not the darkness, but what he calls light.
He sees himself as a young boy.
But not at the looks, he sees through the boy, and is taking back by his radiation of lightness.
A young man suddenly appears and the boy is gone, it's him.
His former self.
The light still radiating from his past.
Vader feels... fear?
Fear for a long lost time, a time he can not let him to remember.
He is dead, Anakin Skywalker must be dead...
...because he has already a tomb with his name on.
Padme's pov
She let herself float.
Not thinking, just floating away in the deep soul inside her.
She felt sorry, but not for her.
For him.
Did he ever love me ?, she asks.
Not wanting to think, she must take the question back.
Thoughts hunting her, while she tries to escape from them.
But can a person run from themselves?
She feels empty, so empty.
Loss is her friend this times, not sadness anymore.
That feeling had vanish when she heard her precious angels cry for the first time.
In her heart she felt love, no hate not fear not anger.
Her heart was his, there he was waiting for her.
Whispering to her that he was with her, all the time.
She walks away from the beautiful garden.
Taking a deep breath, not trying to think.
In front of her she sees a white flower, so delicate and angelic.
So innocent, not aware of the hard place it had been settle on.
She closes her eyes, a memory suddenly appears in front of her.
It was him.
His true him, not the dark creature that had killed him.
For Anakin Skywalker was dead, he had already a tomb.
But in Padme's heart he was alive whispering " I'm with you until death do us apart ".
Vader's pov
He sits back and tries to relax.
His head hurts a bit, he can not concentrate.
In side his mind swim a thousands of thoughts and not even in the same direction.
He takes a deep breath, wanting to concentrate wanting to focus. But his mind wont let go.
Anger, furious, hate, fear and then there is the feeling he most likely wants to forget this very moment, love.
But how can he feel love, when he is the man with no heart, no soul?
How can he be mistaken for a dead human monster, when he feels the most tremendous feeling among everything?
Inside his head he hears voices, voices of what to do or not to do. But among those voices he hears one, the very one that tells him who he really is.
Not the man with no heart, not the man with no soul. He is just the man that that she had fallen for.
He hears her over and over again, but not judging him, she just asks him while dropping the most tearful tears and her eyes showing her love for him, to come back to her.
Just the simple words " come back".
He sees her, while closing his eyes, his siren.
Inside him in a corner of his now hateful stone heart, he feels a peaceful place there she is, waiting for him.
That corner is surrounded by a crystal fence, that protects her from the coldness in his heart and at the same time for him.
He sits up, walking towards the door.
Turning his head slightly, seeing his reflection on the blank mirror.
Black, a shadow covering him with the dark colour.
He takes a few steps to see himself more clearly. But now he sees not the darkness, but what he calls light.
He sees himself as a young boy.
But not at the looks, he sees through the boy, and is taking back by his radiation of lightness.
A young man suddenly appears and the boy is gone, it's him.
His former self.
The light still radiating from his past.
Vader feels... fear?
Fear for a long lost time, a time he can not let him to remember.
He is dead, Anakin Skywalker must be dead...
...because he has already a tomb with his name on.
Padme's pov
She let herself float.
Not thinking, just floating away in the deep soul inside her.
She felt sorry, but not for her.
For him.
Did he ever love me ?, she asks.
Not wanting to think, she must take the question back.
Thoughts hunting her, while she tries to escape from them.
But can a person run from themselves?
She feels empty, so empty.
Loss is her friend this times, not sadness anymore.
That feeling had vanish when she heard her precious angels cry for the first time.
In her heart she felt love, no hate not fear not anger.
Her heart was his, there he was waiting for her.
Whispering to her that he was with her, all the time.
She walks away from the beautiful garden.
Taking a deep breath, not trying to think.
In front of her she sees a white flower, so delicate and angelic.
So innocent, not aware of the hard place it had been settle on.
She closes her eyes, a memory suddenly appears in front of her.
It was him.
His true him, not the dark creature that had killed him.
For Anakin Skywalker was dead, he had already a tomb.
But in Padme's heart he was alive whispering " I'm with you until death do us apart ".
