Looking at the picture we took in Bohol 15 years ago, I was still 3years old and you were 5. We were still cute little children who raised our brows while looking at the opposite direction, with hands crossed and avoiding each other.
You were wearing your blue t-shirt that I've hated for the entire year 'cause you always brag at me how your mama forcibly bought it for you. I just got jealous though 'cause when I did what you did, my mama didn't fall for it.
But then again we were cute little children who hated each other, who argued all the time especially when our kindergarten teacher made us paint different objects everyday with you as my partner.
Those moments, when we were still children, this picture, makes my face painted with the unforgettable smile right now.
This time, we took a picture again, But a different one from before. This time, we stayed closer, given our best shot and showed the most beautiful smile we could ever show. This time, your arms are around my shoulders and my head is leaning on yours. This time, the hate has faded and is replaced with love, love and only love.
And comparing these two pictures from our childhood stage and teenage stage makes me realize that the best enemies could also become the best lovers in the end.