Blissful Marriage
It started out like any happy marriage. I was so excited to have Demyx--I brought him everywhere, talked about him constantly, fussed over him all the time. We had countless romantic, absolutely blissful moments. At the time, I couldn't imagine a future life without my husband.
Eventually, a Spanish class of mine required that we bring in puppets--and, with a little obsessive over-achievement, our twins were born. Roxas and Namine, I named them, and they seem to have taken more after Demyx's Kingdom Hearts blood than my average characteristics. They really do look exactly like their namesakes.
But there was something funny about them. For some reason, I couldn't muster the same devotion to my new children as I had had as a newlywed for Demyx.
And Demyx...where was he, anyway? Picturing him in my mind didn't inspire the same rush of love it always had...in fact, I hadn't really pictured him at all in months. Come to think of it, when was the last time I'd actually seen him?
I think we may need to backtrack a bit.
 LadyAlisyn · Thu Jun 12, 2008 @ 11:49pm · 1 Comments |
