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Nunca
I never asked to be loved… and I never asked to be loved by you…
Looking back at the past, maybe I unconsciously did.
I can perfectly remember the day I met you, the moment that our eyes met for the first time… To me at that time, you were no more than a boy who lived on the planet where I had landed. Yet when you saw me, you knew it… You knew that we were destined to belong each other; you knew that I was going to be your wife. And right there you fell in love with me.
To me, you were a friend… and it was because of this that for ten years I remembered you. I used to wonder how you and Master Kenobi were—how would you be; if you continued to miss your mother. And occasionally I used to ask myself if you still remembered me… the Queen of Naboo… Padmé Amídala. Your friend…
After ten years, we met again. You had grown up. You had become a handsome man; however, you still reminded me of that little boy I had met on Tatooine. But I started to feel something different for you. Something that would destroy both of us, I now know.
You were a Jedi. Jedi weren't allowed to marry… or to love… However, I knew you did that. Every time you looked at me, I knew it. I could see it. I could see the desire on your eyes… I could see the problems coming… but I knew that even though we loved each other, a relationship wasn't a good idea. I knew it, but still, I ignored that knowledge. I couldn't deny my feelings for you anymore… I couldn't.
I'm probably paying for that now. I had thought that I could be happy in a galaxy at war. This is the payment for thinking that I could have been happy by your side.
You lost yourself in your own anger… in your own fear… in your own hatred. You have become someone I don't know. Someone that is the Emperor's slave. Vader. Darth Vader. A being more machine than man… An evil being who doesn't think about the others… A being who doesn't know what happiness is… A being who doesn't know love.
He's everything that you have never been, Anakin.
It is because of him that I have to separate our children…. Our twins! Luke… Oh, how you would have liked to meet him… He's just like you! He has your eyes, your hair… He reminds me so much of you! And Leia… She… she would have been your little girl… She's so like me, but at the same time, so semblant to you!
I'll have to separate them. No one assures me that I will see them again… I'm not going to see them grow up…
I won't have anything. From the moment that they take them from me, nothing else in this galaxy will be important. Not even the menace that pursues me. The menace called Vader. A being that has your body, Anakin… but that body is possessed.
Obi Wan told me that I should hide.
You know how I hate to be hidden! However, I am going to do it. And maybe, someday when the Empire is over, I can appear again… and I can see my children again.
I hand Luke to Obi-Wan and Leia to Bail. They will take care of them. They promise me that. I trust them. But this… This hurts… It's like they're cutting me in two parts… They're taking away two beings who were part of me and that always will be.
"I love you, Luke and Leia…" I whisper, trying to not cry.
Obi-Wan and Bail start walking to their ships. I look at them… And then I start crying… Once, my mother told me: "Cry… it's good for you! Cry—all the pain you feel will come out!"
She was right. But the pain I feel is so big that I don't know if I can expel it to the outside.
They just entered their ships. I cover my mouth with my left hand and I cry. I weep.
This is all my fault! And it is yours, Anakin! It is yours…
Because I never asked to be loved… and I never asked to be loved by you. ked to be loved by you.