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From Chapter 72, “Mama’s,” of It’s Impossible by J H McIntosh — Act III: Trust and Letting Go.
"I said “Mama’s,” nothing more, you heard forever at the door." Belle marvels at how deep Aaron can go interpreting a simple request for a pepperoni pizza into a life changing event. This gently explores the quiet tension between longing for connection and the deep uncertainty that comes with trusting someone to stay when everything feels fragile. Listening to it offers a moment to acknowledge your own hesitations and the courage it takes to believe in something lasting, reminding you that being seen and held with kindness is a grace worth embracing.
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You take a word and make it shine,
Like it was meant to be a sign.
I only spoke to still the hunger,
You heard a vow I never uttered.
You turn a moment into proof,
Lay cornerstones beneath the truth.
I said “Mama’s,” nothing more,
You heard forever at the door.
You build cathedrals out of air,
I’m scared to breathe once seen there.
What if I falter, what if I fall,
What if I can’t answer your call?
I’ve been adored, I’ve felt desired,
Lifted up, then quickly retired
They loved the shine, and the gloss,
Till they counted up the cost.
It always starts so soft, so kind,
Electric hands, familiar lines.
They swear they see me, swear they’ll stay,
Until their patience wears away.
They say I’m rare, they say I’m strong,
Then they wonder “Could I be wrong?”
Then the words sharpen their ways,
Forgetting love actually stays.
You don’t pull, you don’t demand,
You only offer me your hand.
That’s what makes this harder still,
You don’t take, you wish to fill.
If what you see in me is true,
What happens if I break in two?
Am I not human, bruised and undone,
Will you still stay… or like others, run?
You speak like love is meant to last,
Like it’s not shaped by broken pasts.
But I’ve survived by staying small,
By never leaning against my walls.
So let me keep my doubts in place,
Let me wonder about your embrace.
If this collapses, let it be,
Because the dream was wrong, not me.
Why I stay I cannot explain,
Maybe it helps ignore the pain.
Maybe that look is just for you,
Still it’s hard to know what is true.
