nabooisms

           the feeling of a LOOSENED grip, one that still retained a debilitating
             feeling against her neck one that felt SORE, almost bruised. there
             was a moment in which she QUESTIONED his motives; ones she
             wasn’t sure he had. there was a sense of DISTURBANCE to padmé––
             how could he DO such a thing? HURT her? the woman he swore to
             LOVE and PROTECT, now in harms way, in the arms of the man she
             loved almost regretfully. although the feeling of her knees CRASHING
             to the ground, such a REASSURING feeling, the lady of power felt
             asthmatic as she GASPED for oxygen to flow back into the lungs that
             felt almost as EMPTY as her HEART had now begun to feel.

                                                  “ i k-know.”

             her voice remained at a SMALL state, one almost as small as the
             shattered remnants of a heart that was once so LARGE, so GIVING.
             a flinch came over the senator as the taller reached for her NECK,
             however this time was GENTLE, a reminder of what anakin once was.

                                                 “ i won’t give up on you, ani. .”

                 conflicting emotions OVERWHELM him, SUFFOCATE any
                 remnants within him. cybernetic hand REACHES, a caress
                 to padme’s arm as he LEANS over her. the IDEA of calling
                 upon such FORCE unto her makes him SICK, and he buries
                 matted hair and QUIVERING lips to her side. he didn’t EXPECT
                 forgiveness from such innocence, and he KNEW he wasn’t
                 deserving. anakin was not CAPABLE of describing the darkness
                 that ENGULFED him, CLAIMED him. the very POWER he
                 desired to learn in order to SAVE her — BETRAYED her. 

                                  “ you SHOULD. i am not MYSELF. “ 

                 he can feel the CRACKS embed deeper into his HEART, an
                 ache following as he SPEAKS. he was too DANGEROUS to allow
                 himself NEAR her now. he had ONLY wanted to establish PEACE,
                 preserve LIFE… and yet, at WHAT cost? was it WORTH losing himself?
                 NO, most certainly not. but how could he chose ANOTHER path
                 when this ONE was already paved? 

                                    “ you must leave me, padme. i will
                                      SAVE you, but - but you must GO.
                                      i will not let the dark side take you as
                                      it has ME. my MASTER will not allow
                                      your LIFE to go on. “