Love is a game of chance, full of risks and rewards. Ryan knows that, knows that telling Marissa he loves her is a risk, but he thinks that despite all her flaws she might just be worth it. It's for that reason that he goes out on a limb for her, risks his probation for her, gambles his new life on her whims. Ryan knows that although Marissa is all kinds of lovely, with her long limbs and doe eyes, she's far from perfect and that trait makes her the one person in Newport who feels like home.
When he touches her she feels broken and that comforts Ryan, to know that he's not the only one who has trouble breathing in these confines. Seth may claim to be alone, but he fits so well with his family that he has room to breathe. Ryan and Marissa, they're the converts to tape and glue and pretending that things are okay, that fitting in means looking pretty and having friends.
Ryan knows that it's sick, but he takes an easy breath when Marissa does something self-destructive: skips a meal, downs a drink. It's a quick guilty breath, but it's easy. It's true that his life would be easier without her and her mishaps, but Ryan was never a disciple of "the easy way" and keeping Marissa's head above water gives him focus, gives him and excuse not to look after himself.
He is her saviour and she is his scapegoat, but it works out well for them so they carry on.
Ryan knows that love is full of risk, not a game in which you can count cards, but when he rolled the dice it was Marissa and not any of his past dalliances that landed on the table. Ryan thinks that he might be addicted to this particular game, because he can never turn down that one beautiful risk that love keeps dealing.
When he touches her she feels broken and that comforts Ryan, to know that he's not the only one who has trouble breathing in these confines. Seth may claim to be alone, but he fits so well with his family that he has room to breathe. Ryan and Marissa, they're the converts to tape and glue and pretending that things are okay, that fitting in means looking pretty and having friends.
Ryan knows that it's sick, but he takes an easy breath when Marissa does something self-destructive: skips a meal, downs a drink. It's a quick guilty breath, but it's easy. It's true that his life would be easier without her and her mishaps, but Ryan was never a disciple of "the easy way" and keeping Marissa's head above water gives him focus, gives him and excuse not to look after himself.
He is her saviour and she is his scapegoat, but it works out well for them so they carry on.
Ryan knows that love is full of risk, not a game in which you can count cards, but when he rolled the dice it was Marissa and not any of his past dalliances that landed on the table. Ryan thinks that he might be addicted to this particular game, because he can never turn down that one beautiful risk that love keeps dealing.
