Sister

I realized tonight,
that my sister may be the softest,
most vounerable thing about me.
I spend almost an hour crying today,
because she was brought up,
and actually talked about for once.
I found out that someone I know talks to her.
Typing this now even I can feel a pressure behind my eyes.
I just want to curl up agenced someone and fall asleep.
Or just lay there and mumble to eachother.
Something.
This sounds absolutley pathetic,
but I feel like I need someone else.
I hate feeling so relient.
It makes me to vounerable,
to weak.
God I miss her.
I don't even know how long it will be til I talk to her.
... or if I ever will be able to.