What'ya Want From Me?

...though our night didn't end at where I said it would, I do try to keep some of what we talk about or discuss between us, being that if this is leading somewhere, I don't want it to backfire on me.

Let's put it this way, my friends are apprehensive as of yet to jump aboard, though they all meet him many moons ago.  To quote Samantha from SATC, "Have fun, just don't have amnesia."

We ended up talking in our booze-induced state between hugs and sweet kisses and he wanted to reminicise about how we were.  I indulged a bit but couldn't help but carral him to the present-day moment.  He's asking about meeting my parents, what would my siblings and friends think, etc. and I said, "It doesn't intially matter age or what my friends think. It's what I feel.  You have to stop worrying so much about what other's think, what do you want? What makes you happy?"  He stares at me like an old-wise owl and I also say, "I love the trip down memory lane, here's the reality, we had a great thing once.  Yes, we're compatible.  But what it boils down to is something didn't 'work' and we broke up for a reason."  There's a tough swallow of reality but unfortunately even in my Biggie not-yet amnesia, I'm still very realistic.  I love being around him. He makes me laugh like no other.  But the other reality is he just moved back to town, hasn't even any furniture in his apartment, his career is somewhere floating between reality and his dream, and he's JUSt out of a relationship = rebound.

My (amazing) friends are worried I"ll get sucked in and hurt but I'm trying to be adult about it.  Though I do follow my head more (logically) than my heart (emotionally) I can't help but daydream a bit, is he supposed to be back in my life for a reason? Being that we both said on our first meet since he's back into town "Everything happens for a reason", are we a reason? Are we a we?