Description
From Chapter 59, “The Touch,” of It’s Impossible by J H McIntosh — Act II: Soul to Soul.
Aaron tells Belle he is sorry for placing his hands on her sides. He's also sorry he didn't pull her closer to him, because maybe, "in that moment, clear and true, you’d know, I just want to hold you." This song gently invites us into a space of quiet understanding and patient love, where the weight of past mistakes softens under steady presence. It’s a reminder that true care doesn’t rush or demand, but waits with open hands and a willing heart. Listening brings comfort to moments of doubt, encouraging trust in the slow unfolding of connection, the healing power found in being held tenderly.
Lyrics
I said I’m sorry for the line I crossed,
And that ache comes with a deeper cost.
I should have asked before I moved,
Before my heart tried reaching you.
I felt you tense before my hands drew near,
You knew it was me without turning clear.
You felt my presence, steady and still,
Not force, not hunger, not my will.
But I know how fear can read a touch,
How even kindness can feel like too much.
So I stood there caught between wrong and true,
Wanting only to hold you.
It wasn’t shock that made your body move,
It was the question love can’t remove.
Not what I wanted, not what I’d take,
But whether my love would bend or break.
I didn’t come to claim what wasn’t mine,
I didn’t come to cross that line.
I only wanted, God knows it’s true,
To hold you.
I know your mind would rise to take control,
To guard your heart, to save your soul.
“What gives him right?” you might have said,
As every warning burned bright red.
And I can’t blame the walls you raise,
They kept you safe through harder days.
But I have prayed my hands might prove
Love can stay and still not move.
You’d push away, you’d try to breathe,
Try to shake what you can’t believe.
Not to surrender, not to break,
But to know what love will never take.
Just to hold you, not to own,
Not to make your fear my throne.
Only to let one moment show
A man can want and still let go.
I didn’t stay to conquer fear,
I stayed until it lost its voice.
Love doesn’t force its way in near,
It waits until the heart has choice.
If my arms could speak, they’d say,
You’re safe to leave, you’re safe to stay.
And if you turn and walk away,
My love will bless you anyway.
And maybe then the noise would fade,
And a quieter question would be made:
Has he ever taken, even once?
Or only given without a front?
Maybe your shoulders would start to fall,
Not weak, just tired of standing tall.
And maybe fear, with nowhere to go,
Would loosen what it thought it owned.
I didn’t come to claim what wasn’t mine,
I didn’t come to cross that line.
I only wanted, God knows it’s true,
To hold you.
To hold you gently, hold you near,
Not to feed desire, but quiet fear.
To let one trembling moment show
A man can love and still let go.
You’d turn and see it in my eyes,
No need for proof, no thin disguise.
And in that moment, clear and true,
You’d know…
I just want to hold you.
I just want to hold you.
To hold you now, even for a moment,
Might help me see His gift in part.
Not as something I could own,
But as mercy placed against my heart.
