In each of us, there is a world, webbing out, reaching others. Creating reactions. Sometimes equal, sometimes opposite. We rush to say, one life gone, but each of us is a world.
Someone once said that everyone is fighting a battle of their own, that you can’t see. But sometimes, sometimes you can see.
Guilt can be a good thing. It’s the soul’s call to action. The indication that something is wrong. The only way to rid your heart of it is to correct your mistakes and keep going until amends are made.