Guilt

Guilt is a teerible feeling: it hunts its carrier and hits him until he feels like he cannot move anymore...

I know what guilt is, so do not think that I do not know what is going on and do not say that I do not how you are feeling.

What bothers me the most, is that you wanted it, you were dying to get it —and I gave it to you —but now that you had it, you feel guilty. And you may not notice, but you blame it all on me. You punish me, you walk away and you stay in silence as if nothing as ever happened.

Why am I to pay for your faults? I already have my guilt to deal with...