Two months later

Trying to figure things out.
So, I met this guy recently, well I was actually set up with him. An acquaintance from high school out of the blue contacted me and asked me if she could give him my number because she thought we would be a good match. Well after a few months of missing each other, we finally went out. It was an interesting date. He was easy to talk to, but I didn't really feel strongly one way or another. When he dropped me off, he gave me a rather awkward hug and I was sure he wouldn't contact me again.
I was wrong, we have now been on four dates. I think I may like him. Ok, so I can't tell if he likes me. On our 2nd date we had a random conversation about personal space. Well apparently he has personal space issues (which explains the slightly awkward hug from the first date). He has hugged me after each date, but honestly, his hugs are pretty... well not fulfilling.
I fall in love easily.
I hate unrequited love.
So, I kinda like him.
He is 35 years old and has never been married. I'm not sure why. He is smart, charming, good looking, slightly awkward, opinionated, sweet and an exceptionally good man. (He makes sure to send birthday cards to all of his nieces and nephews, I think he has 18, which I found to be very endearing).
I'm afraid I've been too open with him. I've already told him the reader's digest version of Dad. ... too much too soon? (Sometimes I wonder if my being open about things really is a good choice...)
He's not touchy at all. You can usually tell if someone likes you because they find small opportunities to touch you. He doesn't. Is it the personal space issue? Why does he keep asking me out? Does he like me? Or is he merely wanting someone to do things with? But, why me?
I hate this... figuring it out. I am sure it is premature and he probably doesn't even know himself. However, I don't want to like him by myself. I don't want to get prematurely attached.
But, I kinda like him.
And I am going through a phase where I really don't want to be single anymore. Most of the time, I am perfectly fine with being single. I've been living by myself for almost 2 months and I don't like being alone so much. Although I am not sad about single, it's more that I want my situation to change.
I want someone to share my life with. Someone to be there...
He is so different from all the men I've ever liked. I can't figure him out. He is so hard to read.
I like him. I hope my heart can take this.
I am just used to unrequited love, unrealistic hope, and having a broken heart.
And I want something new.
And I kinda like him.
I hope he likes me.

I wrote this post almost 2 months ago, I never published it because at the time it seemed too private. But, my how things have changed.
So shortly after I wrote this, he stopped contacting me. And to be honest at first I was perplexed, but I was never really sad. Just hopeless. It was nice to have hope for a moment. Hope that something would finally work for me. I think he stopped contacting me because I was too open. At first (and as is evidenced by earlier in this post) I felt like maybe I made a mistake. But, I realized- being open is who I am, I don't like keeping things inside, I don't like secrets. So, if he didn't like me- that's ok, I am probably not the right girl for him and he is probably not the right guy for me.

It was just nice to have a little hope...