what is a friend

What a strange, but great week. the weekend was so long and so much fun with our roomy and huby. I will miss them so much. They will just be another of the long list of friends that have moved or I have moved from never to speak to again. I hope this is not true but I feel that knowing my history, that is going to be the case. It saddens be greatly, like a big hole in my heart just thinking about all the people that have left and been left. So many are gone. So few remain. Is it my fault or are we all to blame. the connections in my soul so taken for granted. I never forget I just get cot up in the moment of today. and that is the lie I tell my self because I think about these people these friends all the time that some how that lessons that distance. Do they feel it do they think the same about me. I don't know I have never asked. What do you think?