Torn up pictures of you,
thrown across the floor,
you just wanted to be friends,
but i wanted something more,
broken memories,
scattered in my head,
everything we ever did,
everything we ever said,
makes me think i did the wrong thing,
and pushed you too far away,
but all i wanted was for us,
to be us in a different way,
now i don't even talk to you, anymore,
and I'm wishing that I never took,
that extra step I did,
piece back together the pictures of me and you,
realize what I lost, what I pushed away,
now I don't know what I want, or what to do,
I just wish I could be friends with you.