I guess everything just piles up. It's true. Nice guys finish last. When it's always about the other party's wellbeing and feelings, the nice guy will get neglected. Always. 
I remember asking about going to church, and bible study and all. It so happens that someone else did as well. What a positive response that person got. I just got shot down. With an email. How personal. 
I seriously doubt things can return to even a fraction of what it was. More and more I see how much everything was based on lies. When even at this point, lies keep flowing. When it's so easy to throw away everything now, I doubt it even meant anything at the start. Ghost of a good thing. And I do hate the winter in Lexington.
Dashboard Confessional - Age Six Racer
Hey thanks, thanks for that summer
It's cold where you're going 
I hope that you're heart's always warm
I gave you the best
I gave you the best that i had
You passed on the letters
And passed on the best that i had.
 
So, So long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
So long sweet slumber
I fell into you, now you're gracefully falling away