Sleepless nights are always a result of something not being normal. It can be an excitement after you experienced something pure, a smile because of someone, or a realisation of your feelings; you may be proud of your achievements. It may be a reason of something bitter, something unexpected, something heartbreaking, any loss, frustration of being misunderstood, or suffocation of not venting out. Moreover, I mostly like sleepless nights when there is an aim to get better in my eyes, dream of achieving whatever I want, fulfil your dreams, and tick each section of your bucket list.
Most scary nights are when you just take each step to let go. Letting go of people you lost. It’s tough, it’s heartbreaking, and it’s not easy. You know nothing will be alright ever, yet you keep on telling others all will be fine; you will get used to it. Really?
