i would have given you all of my heart, but there's someone who's torn it apart. and he's taken just all that i had, but if you want i'll try to love again...

a four day weekend in chicago.
several drunken conversations.
one mini crush.
and so much rising to the top, but not quite reaching the surface where i'd be able to explain why things are the way they are.

at times i hate myself so much that i guess i punish you because of the love you feel for me. i can't love myself, so how dare you.

just another case of one step forward three steps back.