Flower On The Sidewalk

We talked... I mean... argued.

We were turning in our pictures today and I saw your photo. It was my flower. The flower I saw that reminded me of you.

You yelled at me.

I talked calmly.

You kept yelling at me.

I pointed out that our pictures were different because the angles were different and the lighting was different.

You told me to choose another picture.

I asked you if you could choose another picture.

You said no because you liked it more than I did.

I didn't want to argue because I really like you and do not want you to hate me, so I chose the picture of the tall trees that touched the clouds.