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Love What Loves You Back !!!

heyo readers (sometimes i feel like i should write "dear diary" :P :D )

Anyways so here is the deal, been on this thought since last two days and 
cant seem to reach its end because every time i think of ending this 
something new just knocks on my skull and shouts " you are not done yet ". 
So, what happened was that i was thinking on this particular matter and something old 
came to me ..  you know how we just love being with our best friends , call them to meet up , 
turn to them for help, ask them for a party coz we managed to pass in a subject with 2 marks. 
But, many a times we feel that maybe our best friend doesn't wanna talk to us maybe he/she 
grew tired of us and then we start showering the calls , msgs, gifts .. and stuff 
just so you can get that one friend back. 
This is something i cant understand that why do we act like a underdeveloped imbecile coz we
who are capable of change, run after things we cant get . 
so, why cant we chase after the things who wish to stick to us , i have seen that 
people who are always there for others are ones who stand no one to stand beside them . 
How is it that we leave the one person who is willing to leave everything for us . 
you know we have become too thankless for we dont even have the courtesy to thank 
our mother for the food she provides us every day .. 
the idea of wanting whats not ours is something that 
makes us to hate , resent and other stuff .. you know what i mean ..:P
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