Troubled, Confused, and In Love

In his eyes I could stare forever,
But in his heart is where I wished to see,
Strong and steady,
I felt protected inside of his arms,
I could question whether he was truthful,
For the stories I'd heard I could not forget,
Everchanging were the feelings I'd had
for him from the start,
I could search for miles to see what would come of this,
But all I could find was some good and some bad,
From passion to worry my feelings did dwindle,
Without the energy to simply jump into his
arms,
And I secretly thought all about him,
I thought that my trust was what he deserved,
And I dreamed that he would soon love me,
And fantasized day and night,
But worry came into my mind and my heart began to ache,
A trace, of what could be a lie, I had found,
And I tried to convince myself that his word was true,
But convinced, I surely was not,
And I tried to believe I was not being deceived,
That he wasn't making up his stories,
But I had no property rights,
And this I could not see,
My heart saying to love him,
My head saying to give up,
Do I dance for passion, or sing for true love?