I don't deserve to be your boyfriend. Tell me.

When you broke up, you didn't shed a tear and came to the crossroads again. You said let me go first. I know it's me. Too much idleness makes you uneasy. Sorry is an excuse, but it leaves the most beautiful wound. I don't deserve to be your boyfriend. Is an apology enough? How can you turn around and hold your hand again? I don't deserve to be your boyfriend. I will kneel down to you, and I won't even accept the yellow photo of you holding hands with him at the next intersection. I'm still in the drawer, I'm afraid you'll feel sorry for me. I know that I don't like the idle life, and I can't go back. I struggled hard and left the most beautiful wound. I don't deserve to be your boyfriend. Is an apology enough? How can you turn around and hold your hand again?