Please, Prove Me Wrong

You haven't been a good friend, not by my standards anyway. You've made a lot of selfish decisions. And to make matters worse, you've evaded accountability for those choices. I had so much I wanted to say to you, but you squandered every opportunity I gave you to do what's right. I don't think you're truly remorseful for your actions, and I don't really trust you anymore. And yes, you have hurt me. Again. At this point, I don't know what you expect of me. But at least one thing is clear to me; in regard to what matters most, you've missed the mark entirely. After the irreparable damage that's been dealt, I'm uncertain whether it's even possible to ever adequately recover this friendship. Your apparent lack of effort has prompted me to steadily lose interest (and faith) and to ultimately succumb to apathy. I haven't yet been convinced that you care enough to fight for anyone other than yourself. I've been patiently waiting (and hoping) for you to prove me wrong and change my mind. You still haven't...