Aunt K's Birthday

Yesterday was Aunt K's birthday.

She was in my dream that night.

I asked her if she still loved me.

She told me of course she did.

So I asked her why

Why doesn't she talk to me anymore?

She told me she would tell me another time.

I woke up. 

My aunt was my hero my entire life. 

I always wanted to be exactly like her. 

My whole personality was formed around hers for a time. 

My favorite part of life was visiting her during the summers. 

Just her and me. 

Like with my grandmother,

This is the second birthday that we are estranged. 

I never wanted this. 

I thought she loved me enough not to allow this estrangement to happen. 

So, it's another year 

No contact.

No birthday wishes.  

No more looking up to her. 

And that's just so depressing.