You are in my very soul

A fire blazes in the open hearth.
Padmé Amidala and Anakin are sitting in front of it, gazing into the flames. She looks up as Anakin leans in to kiss her.

Padmé Amidala: Anakin, no.

Anakin: From the moment I met you, all those years ago, a day hasn't gone by when I haven't thought of you. And now that I'm with you again, I'm in agony. The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you makes my stomach turn over - my mouth goes dry. I feel dizzy. I can't breathe. I'm haunted by the kiss you should never have given me. My heart is beating, hoping that kiss will not become a scar. You are in my very soul, tormenting me. What can I do? I will do anything you ask... Silence.

The logs flame in the hearth. Padmé Amidala meets his eye, then looks away.