live your life

Peter has been alone for most of his life. His parents left him on the streets. No one to care for him. He has survived. Peter has robbed some people of their wallets. But only a few times. He has grown to be a successful businessman. But he rarely used his money. He doesn’t know what to do with it. sometimes, he goes to the only cafe there is where he lives.

One day, he decided to go to the cafe, because he had nothing to do. He was mourning and looking at the sidewalk. Then, he bumps into a woman. They both fall to the ground. Then he sees how beautiful the woman was.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry, ma’am” peter says.

“I’m sorry too, sir. I wasn’t looking.” she says.

Peter stands up, “Um, here. Let me help you up,” then he puts out his hand for her to take.

She takes it, stands up. “Thank you.”

“So, where are you going?”

“The cafe. You?”

“Same thing?” they did bump into each other at an intersection on the road so it was understandable

“Well, let’s continue walking then shall we?”

The cafe wasn’t that far away from them. So the conversation was left when they got a seat. She asked for a moca. He asked for a regular coffee, then he puts some more sugar and milk. Then the two both found an open table and sat there so they’ve been talking for a while.

So, same place, same time?”

“Sure. oh yeah, I never asked for your name?”

“Emily.”

“Mine’s peter. Bye Emily.”

“Bye Peter.”

Then they both left. They have been meeting up in that cafe for a few months, maybe almost a year now. Emotions started to form between them and sometimes one pays for both, or the other pays for both only to be kind. She was pretty wealthy. She is into a lot of tech, That also added to her attraction. but also liked going out to walk, and she likes cooking.

Then, it was time for him to ask her to move a step further in their relationship.

When they had got there coffee’s they sat down and talked for awhile and when she stopped talking for a moment, he asked

“Emily, would you be my girlfriend.” it was silent for a few moments until.

“Yes. yes I would.” then they both stood and hugged each other.

They have started to meet up at other places, such as the mall, the theatre, the park, their houses. Most of the times, they would cook for one another. Emily was really good at cooking. While Peter on the other hand, not so much. But it’s still good.

They’ve gone to the annual fair, gone to landmarks, events, all of that. Emily has introduced her family. They were very nice to him, they had good conversations.  They have been buying gifts for each other as well. They like similar musics as well. For maybe two years and a half, they have been doing this.

Then he went to the jewelry store to get a special type of ring. It was gold and silver, three elegant diamonds two small and one slightly bigger, and the diamonds are held by the silver and gold in a spiral type of way.

He walks out of the store, thinking of any possible bad scenario that could happen. This time, they met at her house. The sunset was about to happen. That is when he makes a move

Peter is at Emily’s front door. A few seconds past until the door had opened.

“Hi, Peter.”

“Hi, Emily.”

She looked beautiful as always. I still don’t know where she buys her clothes. She lets me in. we walk to the balcony out back.

“So, how was your day?” she asks

“The usual, the job has been pressuring as always, the products are looking to be normal, and at the end of the day I see you. How was yours.”

“Good, some of my little gadgets have managed to get on the building line for many to use. Good amount of money gotten for each one sold.”

“Sometimes I feel you are more successful than I am Emily.”

“Don’t worry, if you spent some time in my workshop, you would invent something that would make it on the build line.”

“I hope so”

Then she walks away from me to get two glasses of grape wine and plays a song.

“Voy a reir, voy a bailar, vivir mi vida, la, la, la, la. Voy a reir, voy a gozar, vivir mi vida, la, la, la, la”

“I’ve taken a lot of spanish classes. Even though this artist is American, but his music doesn't say that. I can understand some of his music.”

Emily comes back to Peter at the end of the balcony. She gives me my glass of wine.

“Thank you”

“Your welcome” she says in return. The two toast. And have a sip. He looks at the sunset, feeling the weight of the ring on his left pocket with Emily on her right. He leaves the drink on the balcony.

“We have been dating for quite some time now have we?” he says

“Yes. Yes we have.”

“I think we know each other enough, trust each other enough, and love each other enough,”

He pulls out a box out of his pocket while kneeling and opens the box.

“That we should move to our final step in our relationship.”

She is standing there in shock. Looking at the ring. She looked like she was going to faint but I was prepared if that happens.

“Will you marry me?”

The silence lasted for a quick 5 seconds until

“Yes, yes I will marry you.”

Then he stands up, embraces her, and for the first time, they have made their first kiss.

End.

“Voy a reir, voy a bailar, vivir mi vida, la, la, la, la,

Voy a reir, voy a gozar, vivir mi vida, la, la, la, la”

Marc Anthony: Vivir mi vida

Translated: Live my life