I'm in trouble.

Maybe i shouldn't have gone to hangout with you...
But ya know, i figured after nearly 9 months of not seeing/talking to you plus knowing that my past feelings for you have at the least subsided months ago that it would be perfectly fine. I really thought that any feelings towards you that were more than friendly wouldn't come rushing back any time soon anyway. Boy, was i wrong. They came, and it was in full-force. It's kind of your fault though. You're still the same, maybe even a little better than before. Those little things you used to do or say that used to make me really happy inside are all still there, and that just sucks for me. I mean, when i got there you acted like we never stopped being friends or that we just hadn't seen each other in a week, like you've always been there and everything between us from last year before shit got twisted was just the same. When you walked out of your sisters apartment that day i drove to meet up with you, you said "Hey creeper!" with this huge smile on your face as soon as you saw me exactly like you did the last time i saw you on halloween. It was weird, but oddly comforting. I don't think you even realized at all that you did that, but then again you seem to be good at remembering little things. Sometimes, i swear you bring up the least important things i've told you just to let me know that you do in-fact listen/read and remember everything i tell you. It still surprises me but in the best way and i kind of think deep down you know it makes me feel like that. Also, sometimes, i feel like you know what's going on in my head and when you often glance at me and smile when i notice you and ask you "what?" and you say "nothing" and look away you are trying to read me. It's like you're trying to get in my brain and know me the best you can, and it's working. It's almost unreal to me that you STILL do that. It makes me wonder how many times i've gone through your head while we weren't friends and if it really bothered you that i wasn't around. Let me tell you, it killed me... i never thought i was going to talk to you again.
So, help me. What am i supposed to do now?