I still recall the sound of the door slamming. I can hear your hesitant footsteps down the stairs. My irrational sense of urgency. Your exasperated sigh. I remember thinking that I had to something in that second. I can hear the frustration in your voice when I stopped you a third time. The step you stopped on, one last time.
I don’t remember the split second between making the decision and acting on it. I don’t recall the look on your face. The excitement, the dread, and the fear. I don’t remember what it felt like to kiss you.
I remember the relief I felt as I fell into my bed. Knowing I had finally done what I wanted. Just this once. The sense of relief knowing I’ll never have to say I didn’t kiss you when I had the chance.
I’m haunted by the kiss that you should never have given me. My heart is beating… hoping that kiss will not become a scar
Anakin Skywalker - Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones
