When you are forced to be at a place,
A place where you are not able to love,
Run. Run in your mind. Run all the miles,
Run until you reach the heaven.
It's like the visual effect in the screen.
May be we won't share it like we do in the cinema hall,
But the heaven is only a minute away,
Close your eyes, or let it be open
But cry, cry silently, no one should know.
And you're there. There in heaven.
And think something about the person who you know the most,
All your thoughts would be true.
Everything. Especially your love.
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