forgotten regrets

I am so tired of hearing “we regret to inform you” after all I tried, I tried. Didn’t I try. And it makes me feel stupid for the hope because when you had already made your decision, I was excited for the perhaps. The opportunity. The chance. I wish it was mine. I want it to be mine. But right now its not mine, and I have to get over it. Right now. Didn’t I try. I tried I tried. so I’m sorry but you don’t regret anything. You’re indifferent. You don’t care. And i guess its this nonchalance that hurts me more. I care so much, but you, not even a little. no, not even at all.