unfriendship letter

forgive me, my friend, for what I'm about to say but I find myself in a behind the curtain play should a line be drawn between mindset and friends? if the line is between us, what's the point to stay? we shout to make an echo, to fullfil the wides but the echoes are louder from opposing sides the truth, friend of mine, is, you've been a true one, tell me, how many differencies can similitudes outrun? excuse me, I think we both deserve better which is why I unfold this unfriendship letter you've shown me your warmth, you've shown me your kindness, shown me there's no good without hatred and violence I wish you understood the cause of despair, I wish you meant to say sorry, if you found it fair I'm afraid there is a voice I can't keep ignoring my deepest apologies, if you find me boring you told me to shut up, that I wasn't affected is it true respect, if the addressee is selected? I'd say I'll have lost you when I finish this letter but it would be a lie, I must say, my pen and I know better you see, I lost you the day you confessed to me you didn't give a fuck about the way I see things there is one more thing, dear, if I'm allowed to ask would you really have changed, if I'd given you the chance?