Seven or eight years is long enough that you'd expect some kind of shape to have formed, I think, and yet from what you're describing it sounds like it never quite has, which must make it hard to know what you're actually dealing with. The watch after thirty minutes would stay with me more than the long gaps, because there's something a bit deflating about someone who greets you warmly and then is mentally out the door before the coffee's finished.
I had something a bit similar when my book group folded, not exactly the same, but the friend I'd been closest to in it eventually moved away and the contact shifted into something that looked like friendship from the outside and felt thinner from the inside. I kept going for a while, partly out of habit, before I gradually became less available. I'm not sure she noticed much, which probably tells its own story.
The "used" feeling you mention is worth paying attention to, I suppose, even if she probably doesn't think of it that way. It might just be that her life has moved in a direction that doesn't leave much room for local friendships, and you're a welcome familiar face when she passes through, and she genuinely does like you, but those things can all be true without it being a friendship in the way you mean it...
Relatively new here so an introduction.



