Peach and Green- Timothee Chalamet

"I love you"

"I love you," Timothée blurted one night at the diner. He sat across from you in the retro diner, his burger hardly started, his fries hardly touched. So this was why he had no appetite.

    It happened so quickly you couldn't quite comprehend the meaning. He loved you. This was happening, this was real. He loved you.

    He watched you, your face, studied you as you let your mind slowly sink in his words. It was almost as if there was an echo in his words through the diner sounds buzzed around you, waitresses serving, orders called, dishes and cutlery clinking, music from the jukebox.

    You loved him and he loved you too and you weren't dreaming. Were you? You quickly checked around and spotted a clock, so everything was fine and this was reality. Your heart accelerated. 

      But when did he decide? Was it when he met you? Was it just now he decided so? How long had he loved you and how long would his love last? You had so many questions, it wouldn't ever have made sense to anyone if they were to step into your brain at that moment. 

       Of course, these thoughts all happened in a blur, milliseconds, not enough time for him to feel skeptical and take it back. If you said it back things would change, things would advance. These dates, this dating, it would deepen. And if it deepened and someday he wanted out it would shatter you. But what is surface when there's a better treasure that lies deeper?

      To give up now and not admit to loving him back would be the shallow end and the shallow end is never fun, but is safe. And to dive into the deep end would be a risk, but a risk worth taking because you did love him and you could not lie to tell him differently, even if it jeopardized happiness. Being happy for some time was better than never being happy.

     "I love you too."