“ you should know that my grandfather would have liked you,
and i like you even more for that.
and i guess maybe you should know that i am really bad
at solving riddles and i hate the way your mouth curls
when you are holding back a secret. i try too hard
to be on time and the only dreams i remember
when i wake up are the ones that make me cry.
i’m not sure how long my family has been in this country
or what it means when clouds form vaporous towers in the sky.
but i do know that you drink too much coffee and you were
right when you guessed which fairy tales were my favorites.
you said my name like you were in church the first
time we spoke in that messy crowd, and made me wonder
how the future could feel frightening and beautiful all at once.
and i don’t know what any of this really means or if it is actually important.
but i know that for every hello your arms bring my body
into yours, and when you said goodnight i thought
we would destroy each other.
i’m no Sherlock Homes, but i’ll love you as much as he loved being right all the time, cassandra litten, re-write: 14 october 2013
“ I fucking hated what you were doing to me. But more than that, I hate that you knew you were doing it. And that I was letting you.
Richie: What were you two lovebirds gonna do? Go buy that stupid bar in the Keys that she's always squawking about?
Seth: You moron. Do you honestly think that I would be here if I was gonna bail on you? Does that make sense? It was the opposite. I paid her to stay away. She was supposed to cross with us. You remember that?
Seth: But, no, she didn't. Why? Because I told her I had to take you to El Ray.
Richie: Okay, yeah, here we go.
Seth: Yeah, I gave it up for you. For you. You understand me? I said goodbye to my only chance at any kind of- any sane, normal existence. And for what? Hmm? So you could get a seat at the table with these goons. Because let's face it, that's all they really are, right? Just another crew. Another version of Bernardo and The Sharks.
Richie: The Sharks were Puerto Rican, you idiot.
Seth: Was it that piece of ass on stage then?
Seth: Oh, that's it, isn't it? So that's what she taught you to do with your little knife. Back Stab.
Richie: I'm getting real sick of you calling me a traitor.
Seth: You know, my entire life, I have felt like I've owed you something because you pulled me out of that fire when we were kids. I'm getting real sick of paying vig on that.
Richie: So what are you gonna do about it?
Seth: As soon as we're out of here, you and me, we're done.