My Bleeding, Dying Heart (Limerick)

My bleeding, dying heart,
you tore my life apart.
Took a look at my dreams,
ripped them at the seams,
and left me right back at the start.

For the first time, I'm all alone,
in an apartment all my own.
Ten years of my life wasted,
never knew how rejection tasted.
A feeling, for me, unknown.

I've lost love like this before,
but this time it hurts much more.
I thought she was the one,
the one who'd bare my son.
She's left a never healing sore.

I need her here for me,
that's the way it needs to be.
I need her in my life,
she was meant to be my wife.
To my heart, she holds the key.

People say that I'm obsessed,
because I will never rest,
until she's by my side.
These emotions I can't hide.
She's got me in a mess.

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This poem is more about the rhyme and the meaning, rather than the flow.