He´s coming and I´m going

I´m going home this year.Rain´s falling down all over me as I ordered.Everything´s ckeking up strategies for the leaving.I must put an end to this for that one day we can be closer.Many injuries to count to have the guts to stay.I´m abandoning my space to the one´s coming hoping that will do and he´ll not feel unsatisfied.I desperately tried to love more than nature could allow,temperance was never my virtue, and I was here for the utmost.