Endeavour

Jimmy is lying down on his bed, watching raindrops falling through the window's glass. He is starting at each drops, he isn't thinking any of it. Any of his previous mindsets. He is feeling a bit sad and a bit painful today. He doesn't know when to fix those. He doesn't care either. He moved his eyes slowly to his diary which was on his beside table. He picks it up and leans on his pillow under his duvet. He opens to rotate his one glance over his old writings. OLD- He thought months have become decades. He moves to sixteen pages while reading, he has no tears on his eyes today. He sighed when he saw a few lines--

'Saved the date, the words, you said last words, first letters, haven't caught you still. Saved the number, the address where you never came, all the letters one by one, and- and every lines, every hopes, every dots, where I couldn't say a thing- Saved each. I don't know why, just did.'