Time wounds all heals

So I've met someone. I'll call him G. He is so sweet, and hot, and says I'm beautiful and sexy. He makes me smile and even blush sometimes, and I'm terrified. I know full well that my heart hasn't repaired itself yet. So I've been keeping my distance trying not to hurt anyone. Everytime I think of G I can't help but smile. Then I think of the two of us as a couple and on comes the panic attack. It really scares the shit out of me. I'm so torn right now. I'm getting that lonely feeling lately. I miss having someone to share things with, to do things with, to cuddle with, and to kiss goodnight. I don't want to be alone forever, but the thought of loving someone so completely again is terrifying. I realize that G and I probably won't be anything substantial. It's that first step though, and it makes me sick to my stomach. The good thing is that when I'm near him I don't think of any of this. It's only when I'm alone that my mind likes to torture me. So far so good though. We are taking it slow and right now just getting to know each other. It's the way every relationship should start. So one good foot in front of the other and I'm off.