Selfless? Poem by Matthew English

The thought of you not talking to me, as if all emotion is drained from my heart, my mind.
Am i selfish? probably. Selfless? probably. My mind is not quick to thought when i speak sometimes. As a consequence i say/share what i should not with you- so instead you get angry, upset. Did one mean for such a consequence? no. To you i speak, not with vanity, but with ease. To you words come out too honestly- perhaps maybe this is due to your beauty, both of the mind and appearance. Too modest you are and disagree, create a facade of profanity, that puts you down~ not to mask yourself, but break from the horrendous nature of humanity; your voice distant but of beauty.
I am a lover of many sorts, away from convention. To me to love is not to be closed off by boundaries, but a sense of freedom to be shared with a select. Feelings i find impossible to share with one person only.
Distance is vile, but love is eternal.