Eurgh

Annoyed that I even asked...
Innocence lost it's simplicity as your awkward discomfort transferred to me.
I now carry it's weight across my heart and in my stomach.
There wasn't even anything in it.
Just needed some advice on the simplest of things.
A recipe for happiness and contentment.
Now the request hangs heavily, wet, slimey and cold.
I feel yukky.
Uncomfortable.
Regret.
A mistake I won't repeat.
My apologies.
Annoyed that I even asked...