He's not
He's not Talking to me either.. And does things to show he doesn't care
This I recognized. From experience.
Back when I was still an agnostic, but beginning to more and more feel pulled to read, and then in time, to begin to test the things Christ said, I tested first "love your neighbor as yourself" with my next door neighbors, who were strangers. It was hard to put myself out there. But I was determined to test what Jesus said.
So I did, and the results for me were very amazing, against my expectations. I gained friends, and soon a new best friend, someone invited also to a party in one of those neighbors' houses, who became easily the best friend of my life, which is saying something since I'd had very close friends in high school already.
So, it was a spectacular and surprising outcome, and I tested it again later in another place, and the outcome was again surprisingly good.
And I tested "forgive not just seven times but seventy times seven" and that was good.
...
So it began to create an even stronger pull on me (or the pull got stronger).
So I decided after some years to test the most radical and impossible one of all, that I felt sure was just optimism on Jesus's part, like from an idealistic day.
And would not likely work much.
I thought.
But I tested. With a long term thorn in my side, real enemy, the only one I'd had in adulthood, and had had for many years.
He was a person that as you wrote (among other things) --
"And does things to show he doesn't care"
That, yes, and worse also. He would make a point of getting attention from others away from me, and also acting like I was a noone, a person to be ignored or even avoided (which no one else ever did), etc.
So, real enemy.
It took every ounce of courage and daring and willingness to be humiliated I had (because I was not yet in faith, and not yet praying as Christ said, and not yet looking to Christ....)
I acted with love towards him, real love. I mean actual, real. It was effortful to even prepare. I had to see him, focus, mediate for several minutes intensely on him as just some victim of his own past, only another person, a victim instead of a clear criminal, and squeeze up some sympathy.
It took imagination, determination.
But I did, for at least 10 seconds face to face, talking to him as you would to a friend that you love. And it wasn't fake, but instead it was an act of extremely effortful sympathy and willingness to see only the best and it was full of hope.
I was pretty far out on a limb.
He just reacted with surprise, staring at me, and was silent.
After a few seconds of total silence (and he was not the silent type, but the opposite), he turned and left.
I thought,
"whew! I'm glad that's over."
It was a relief to make it into my car, because my legs felt weak, and I didn't want to be trembling in front of people.
Ok, got the scene?
So, what happened?
Here's what happened -- to my total surprise and shock, he became warm to me, and I didn't have more to give, so I was barely responsive, with a weak smile. But instead of giving up, he continued to be warm and friendly. Until, finally, after several times, I began to have a slight trust towards him, and be able to act friendly back. Soon we became friends.
That's right.
I live in a different city and that was long ago, but I'm confident if we met each other again by chance, we'd both break out in a big smile and come quickly together, with watering eyes, and happiness.
That's how it feels now, about my enemy (or was-enemy).
Now, it could be I had divine help here. But the thing is, we can pray for help, now.
And to love an enemy now, I don't feel I have to try as hard, because now I am more often focused on Christ usually, and that's a gigantic difference vs trying to do it without Him.