It rains every time I can't sleep, as if it hurts to laugh at my sadness.
My future is a dream. What's more, I still have insomnia at the moment.
Those who suddenly became very silent used to be chatterboxes.
Let me have your good night and have a good dream, and I won't lose sleep.
The night begins with insomnia. The end of insomnia is another night.
The love you took back hurt me, and the love you refused to give hurt me.
Is there any medicine for insomnia?
Insomnia, even dreaming is preventing me from seeing you.