My Biggest Relationship Fears

At the end of the day, I suppose I can live without butterflies. I can live without the attraction I used to feel. I can live with you and me just sitting on the couch drinking wine and watching tv and talking about work, because the truth is I don’t get sick of that. I don’t get sick of you and I think that’s a very good sign. After all, butterflies and lust fade, but a whole relationship can be founded on friendship, can’t it?

What worries me is that past that easy, friendly façade, there isn’t much we have in common. I love books, you hate reading. I love music, you don’t understand it. Theater is my life, you find it dull. We simply don’t have things that we like to do together.

I miss shared interests. I miss doing things with my partner. What are we going to do when we can’t talk anymore? Sometimes I’m scared that we’ll get married and I’ll suffocate. That we’ll be in one of those solemn, wordless marriages where nobody’s happy; that we’ll divorce after years of misery. And I’m not sure which my biggest fear is: a loveless marriage, a failed marriage, or no marriage at all.