I hate this feeling

It seems like my life is going to be of an endless travel from places to places. I became part of good friends' lives for a short time, then moved to a new place. Even though when you returned to the old place for a visit, after so much time, old friends make new friends, have new lives that are no longer associated with me. The role I once played in friends' life gets replaced by other people because I can't be there. People change, I change, and the connection in between becomes loose. When you reunite, you would wonder if the other person has changed, wonder whether it is appropriate to joke like before, to be as free as before. Then, there's the distance.

Argh, I just wish to live with my friends in the same country, grow to know each other welll and grow to share experiences together.

Well, I guess I've become weird in my own way. I get jealous too easily and people hate that.