Honestly: Did This Guy Like Me Or Not?

My diary entry:
I miss you. It’s been nearly 3 weeks since I came back and I still can’t get you out of my mind. I fell in love with you. You’re my dream guy.We have so much in common and we’re so similar. I remember the first day I met you. I wore a white dress and my hair was in a plait. It was late into the evening, I was out with my cousins and we met up with some others. We were introduced to each other. We shook hands and that first instance that our eyes locked, I knew you were different. I saw you at the beach a lot. We talked together and got along well. You asked me to swim with you. We talked and laughed together. I loved the way you made me feel. We hung out together in a big group, but whenever we talked, I got butterflies, almost felt faint at times but I felt as though I was on a high. I remember when you let me sip you’re drinks and when we laughed about the coffee that I had ordered by mistake. You invited me to sit with you in whatever car you were going in on the way to a big party in another village on the island. On my last night I waited for you but you never came. I thought I had lost the chance to say goodbye to you.The next morning at 9 am, I stood with my auntie and cousins waiting to board the ferry. That’s when I saw you and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t believe it. I felt as though it was destiny. You were going on the same 40 minute ferry ride as me to Mallorca. You asked me if I was leaving and I said yes. I asked you if you were leaving too and you said no, that you just had errands with you’re family to do in Mallorca. You asked me when I would next come back and I said that I honestly didn’t know. The next thing I knew, a man helped me carry my suitcase up the stairs to the ferry and I lost you in the crowd. Inside the ferry, you sat with you’re family four rows in front of Mia and I. I waited for you to come and sit with us, but you never did. A short while later, you got up and walked straight towards us. You stared right at me and as our eyes locked, you looked like you wanted to say something. Suddenly, you turned around and went to sit in a different aisle with you’re family. I stared at the back of you’re head for half an hour. Mia and I got out from the ferry before you. We moved to the side and waited around for a few minuets. Mia’s friend met up with us and rang a taxi for me. My mind was elsewhere. I was waiting for you. Finally, you came of the ferry with you’re family. Our eyes locked and I so desperately wanted to race up to you, hug you and never let go. It was too late. The taxi had arrived and in a rush we crossed the busy road to get to the taxi. I said goodbye to Mia, handed my suitcase to the taxi driver and went to sit inside the taxi. As we drove down the road, my eyes peered out for you but I couldn’t see you. I felt as though my heart had been ripped out. I love you.
Notes: I will not be showing this to him. He asked ME to swim, not anyone else. There were lots of other girls around us, some gorgeous ones but most of them were the ‘easy’ kind and I’m not. When we talked together, he talked a lot about himself, asked some questions to me but not that many. It almost felt as if he knew more about me than I think he did.. Once he asked me to swim, but I turned the offer down because I was exhausted for having just come out from a really long swim. He added me on facebook and even though I don’t appear online on chat, he hasn’t made an effort to comment on any of my photos or write me a wall post or a message. Some of my friends thought that he was gay, but others thought that he wasn’t. I got the impression that he was straight. He did quickly look me up and down on my last day when we stood by the ferry. He acted different around me.
what should I do now? He lives at the other side of the world and I would only have a chance of seeing him at the end of next year if something was too happen between us.