A Mountain Out Of A Molehill

It starts small

A spark of an idea

That grows in size

From a problem

To a full blown crisis

I imagine the worst

I did something wrong

I drove him away

It was all me

That brought this to an end

I will never see him again

He will hate me forever

But it’s only my anxieties

Taking full rein

Charging into chaos

Leaving me to blame

I take a deep breath

And reevaluate things

It is really not so bad

I think it will all pass

Without more drama

If only I relax

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – crisis