Conversations With My Younger Self

So randomly going through my parent's house and my old bedroom, I found my journal. Rita bought it for me and gave it to me the very last day of high school, at graduation in fact. Rita's car was packed and she and her family literally left right after commencement. I was horrified, I loved her and she was by far one of my closest friends. However as I started to look into my journal and it's entries I found the days, weeks, months and eventually years slipping away. The friends I once called family are non-existent and the ones who hang with me now, are a mixture of new and old. 

I hang out with Bill from NAHS (North Attleboro High School for those who don't know,) almost regularly. I never talk to T.J. and if I do it's in passing. Laura-Lee was my idol in school and a very close friend, and I can honestly can't rememeber the last time I thought about her enough to pick up the phone and call her.  I have no idea what's going on in her world.

As adults our lives change and rearrange, and our responsibilities grow, but what makes our friends drift? In high school, and even now in college my friends are my family, I know more about what my classmates are doing this summer than my own family.  I can tell you who works where and when, but I couldn't tell you how old my eldest niece is. 

I think it's peculiar and strange that as a "family" we are so strong but the moment I stop seeing you ever day our bond grows weaker, why do you think that is?

Why is it incapable for a person to think of a friend after a moment apart.

Maybe I'm a douche bag, maybe I'm completely incapable of thinking about other people, but why can't these seemingly strong and powerful bonds last? I have loved and cared for so many people in my life, and all I can think about are those who I haven't kept up with. Why do you think that is? Is it guilt, loss, emotional baggage? I haven't a clue but can anybody think of a friend that They've known for longer than 10 years that is still as close if not closer than when they first started hanging out and seeing each other daily, being "best friends?" 

Why can't we keep in contact with the ones we love? Am I the only one with this problem?