The Perfect Fit

I have a scar filled heart that has a huge place for God and a special place set aside for the one man God has planned for me. I have these scars because the guys I have tried to get to fill the special place were not the right fit. Instead of making it whole they broke it. My heart it like a delicate puzzle; you put the wrong piece in the whole and it messes it up. I don't want to keep putting the wrong piece in the whole. I am ready to let God put the correct piece in the hole to give me a whole heart. Some wise people have said to me many times that God has the right guy for me and that He will send him when the time is right. Well I am ready to wait. I am realizing that every time I try to fill the hole myself it leads to another heart break. The guy God has planned for me will not break my heart or make me cry. He will be the one worth crying over, the one who thinks I am worth fighting for and the one who loves me for who I am. We will be the missing pieces to the puzzle in each others heart and it will be a perfect fit.