Painted on My Heart
I was sitting in my room listening to some mixed CD's and I figured this song would be perfect for Vader not being able to let go of the memories of Padme. I know it's not very good and it's kinda corny, but this is my first fic so PLEASE no flames. Review if you'd like. Thanks. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Star Wars characters (even though I wish I did) or The rights to this song.
*I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you * Vader sat silently in his cold, white chamber listening to his own rasping breath. Through his mind flashed memories of his wife and the life they had had. As he recalled his young self once saying : He had thought of her every day since they had parted. *I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you
But it's just not so
And after all this time
I still can't let go* The years had passed by mercilessly, and a part of him, that wretched part that remained of Anakin Skywalker, always buried deep inside this shell of a body, wished for the day when he'd join her in Eternity. This dark life that he led only becoming grimmer with each memory in which he recalled her and the love they'd once shared. *I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me* Though he tried to fight these visions, creeping upon him constantly, he could not. It seemed as though even his incredible power's in the force could not cleanse the thoughts of love and happiness from his dark and twisted mind. Esspecially now, now that his son had appeared. Their son. The remainder of Anakin Skywalker that lurked in the shadows of his mind grew stronger with each of these flashes, and he worried that he would soon regain control over this mind of their's. And turn back to the light. Away from their power as Darth Vader. Away from the Emporer. Away to certain death. Back to her. *I was trying everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to
I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you* The bleak whiteness of the chamber seemed to fade into a bright, colorful memory of her face, bombarding him with feeling's he'd long forgotton. Feelings he'd buried ages ago. *Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind* These thought's brought with them memories of his self as well. Of the passionate young man he'd once been. Prehaps too passionate. He often wondered when lapsing into the old mind, the mind of Skywalker, if that had been his downfall. Just as his son's downfall would be in his trust in his friends. But, as always he tossed aside those thoughts and allowed himself, this once, to dream of his Love. His Life. His Padme. *I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart*
I was sitting in my room listening to some mixed CD's and I figured this song would be perfect for Vader not being able to let go of the memories of Padme. I know it's not very good and it's kinda corny, but this is my first fic so PLEASE no flames. Review if you'd like. Thanks. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Star Wars characters (even though I wish I did) or The rights to this song.
*I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to
Learn to live without you * Vader sat silently in his cold, white chamber listening to his own rasping breath. Through his mind flashed memories of his wife and the life they had had. As he recalled his young self once saying : He had thought of her every day since they had parted. *I thought it was just a matter of time
Till I had a hundred reasons
Not to think about you
But it's just not so
And after all this time
I still can't let go* The years had passed by mercilessly, and a part of him, that wretched part that remained of Anakin Skywalker, always buried deep inside this shell of a body, wished for the day when he'd join her in Eternity. This dark life that he led only becoming grimmer with each memory in which he recalled her and the love they'd once shared. *I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me* Though he tried to fight these visions, creeping upon him constantly, he could not. It seemed as though even his incredible power's in the force could not cleanse the thoughts of love and happiness from his dark and twisted mind. Esspecially now, now that his son had appeared. Their son. The remainder of Anakin Skywalker that lurked in the shadows of his mind grew stronger with each of these flashes, and he worried that he would soon regain control over this mind of their's. And turn back to the light. Away from their power as Darth Vader. Away from the Emporer. Away to certain death. Back to her. *I was trying everything that I can
To get my heart to forget you
But it just can't seem to
I guess it's just no use
In every part of me
Is still a part of you* The bleak whiteness of the chamber seemed to fade into a bright, colorful memory of her face, bombarding him with feeling's he'd long forgotton. Feelings he'd buried ages ago. *Something in your eyes keeps haunting me
I'm trying to escape you
And I know there ain't no way to
To chase you from my mind* These thought's brought with them memories of his self as well. Of the passionate young man he'd once been. Prehaps too passionate. He often wondered when lapsing into the old mind, the mind of Skywalker, if that had been his downfall. Just as his son's downfall would be in his trust in his friends. But, as always he tossed aside those thoughts and allowed himself, this once, to dream of his Love. His Life. His Padme. *I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Scrawled upon my soul
Etched upon my memory baby
I've got your kiss
Still burning on my lips
The touch of my fingertips
This love so deep inside of me
I've still got your face
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart
Painted on my heart*