This is how my heart breaks.

These holes in my jeans show how I've been hurting,
and remind me of the pain from our broken past.
Finally understanding there is no prescription,
in a love that was never meant to last.

Your expectations of me never met,
The woman I am differed from ideals you'd set.

Always feeling like number 3 from the list,
I never measuring up to the others you missed.

I had to be free of the prison I was in,
Free from the year and months of our sin.

My heart aches with loneliness from breaking,
But nothing as devastating as mistakes we'd been making.

Now it's freedom I see,
Freedom to be the one Christ made me.

While pain and love still linger on,
It's He who has me in His grasp so strong.

He's moving, I feel it, in brokenness and pain.
There will always be bright days after rain.

Lord I crave your strength, please guard my heart.
When souls are this deep it's so hard to part.

I break only for You now, the One who loves deeply.
I pray that you hold me and love me and keep me.