keep in touch with friends

It’s not easy keeping in touch with friends, we all have our own lives, and do our own things. I want more than anything to hang out with my friends and catch up with them and just have a good time. But it’s not easy. They have to want it too, and sometimes they just don’t want it enough. I live almost an hour and a half away from all of my friends, and I don’t drive, I have to rely on my boyfriend to take me to see them, he’s not always going to be up for it. I can’t expect him to be always up for that drive. Oh I don’t know, I guess I’m feeling a little frusterated because it feels like I’m going out of my way to keep in touch, but no one else wants to budge even the slightest. It’s not easy to want to keep trying to keep in touch with them all, but I’m not the type that gives up a friend so easily. I’m not the type who forgets. I’m not the type who wants to forget.

I’m tired of losing friends. I’m tired of making friends and then losing them after a couple of years. I try to keep in contact with them, but I’ve lost some of the greatest of friends because of time. Time changes people, whether it was me who changed or them. They’re never really the same when I give them a call or see them after awhile. I’m one of those types who spent most of her life traveling the Bay, never staying in the same place for more than a few years. And because of that I’ve made a lot of friends and gotten really close to them and when I start to feel like I’ve got a friend for life, I move away and though I try and keep in contact, eventually I realize that I’ve lost them.
It’s hard for me to experience that. I’m someone who never wants to forget a face, a name, and each memory that went along with it. I’ve lost so many over the past several years, and it’s starting all over again. I’ve just begun college and I’m making new friends but it feels like I’m losing the old ones already.
Maybe I’ve been thinking about this too much, maybe I’m over analyzing the situation. People grow up and move on with their lives, why can’t I?