It wasn't fair to pull her into that vortex, because I couldn't be fixed. And Roxy was a fixer. She thought she could help me, I could see it in her eyes.
Maybe it was that brokenness inside of Bentley that I recognized and drew me to him, I didn't know. I just remember thinkin' how I wanted to know more about him. And I wanted to make him smile. Cause' that boy never smiled.
She was trying to hide it, the pain I had caused her again. Because she knew how much those tears destroyed me.
The longer we spent together, the more she discovered about me. The things I didn't want her to know. The darkness and the anger and the pain.
Roxy was my breath of fresh air. My soft place to land. She was home to me.
