(I will try to abbreviate this as much as possible)
5 years ago I dated a man, somewhat. We were friends, first and foremost, that ended up becoming intimate. We never took itseriously enough to give ourselves title (i.e. boyfriend/girlfriend) but when we tried to cut out our physical activities and just remain "friends", we failed . . .miserably. After multiple attempts at this we eventually parted ways. Come to find out I was just young and dumb and I was the one not taking it seriously enough. 5 years later I have yet to stop kicking myself for losing someone so awesome. Recently we came back into contact with each other. He lives just down the street from me so we make it a point to have a once weekly get together (our "picnics, as he calls them; He brings food to my place and I'll cook, then I'll bring food to his place and he'll cook)
He's very attentive, remembers things about me (unimportant things . . .the little things) and just plain spoils the hell out of me. I do the same things for him. We watch movies all day, dance around my room to internet radio, sing to each other while we cook together, and never stop talking. He's started staying over longer and longer and mentioning, more and more, how much he enjoys spending his time with me. I find it harder and harder to keep things platonic. We have not progressed past a hello and goodbye hug (due to the fact that when we first reocnnected we made brief mention of it probably being a bad idea to get "involved" at this point)
My question is: Am I reading too much into it-Or is there really something going on with this?