This Broken Heart Won't Heal

It's been a long, tough day. I've been on the verge of a breakdown for the past two days but every time I start to lose control and get choked up it's inappropriate. Examples: talking to a customer at work, in the middle of a conversation with an acquaintance, or with a living room full of friends. Her smile or laugh pops in my head and I just lose control. I can't breathe, it gets really hot, my nose starts dripping and the tears come down. On the plus side I've learned that the bathroom is the safest place to cry at work and Momma's ridiculous text messages can usually keep me distracted til the feeling passes.

Tomorrow is 5 months. That's more than any girl should go without hearing her sister's voice. Everyday I miss her more. I can't look at pictures anymore. Her smile breaks my heart.   

 "Pain of the mind is worse than pain of the body." Give me a broken bone over a broken any day.