I'd Rather Care! ! ! Poem by Milova Matthias

I want to speak!
But no words would come.
I wish to tweak!
But no ideas could flow.
I kept gazing at you from afar
And smiling to myself,
That one day, over or moreover.
I would be your friend.

Two things makes me smile!
The taste of paradise in your lips,
And your name that sounds so sweet.
Both consoles me whenever I want to cry.

Distance swallows my rising hope!
And my patience found dead at home.
I can't wait any longer!
For I am afraid my love might grow older
Yet my heart your love must keeps.
Everyday and night even when I'm asleeps
For your love for I'd rather care.
Cause hate is too great a burden to bear!