I'd buy that for a dollar

I once thought we were all moving, but I see life is moving and we have no control how fast. It feels like our presence is the nuisance. The very bane of its existence.
We are given life as a gift, yet we treat it like we have a second chance. Those of who squeeze every ounce out of it get to the same place as those who throw it away. One lives happily. One lives miserably.
I don't know how to be indifferent. genetics means I won't be able to master this. I have no choice but to feel my reality.

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If I show you shiny trinkets too soon will you see through me?
If I tell I tell you I love you on the 4th date will you see my desperation and ignore me?
If I wear my heart on my sleeve will you abuse me?
If I devote myself to you unconditionally will you turn your back on me?
If I give myself to you will you love me?