Description
From Chapter 50, “My Plea,” of It’s Impossible by J H McIntosh — Act II: Soul to Soul.
Because "I’ve lived my life with rooms locked tight, strong enough alone, ready to fight," has been Belle's protective armor against being hurt again, it's hard for her to accept Aaron's love. Her song helps us understand she has used her pain as a way to survive. It unfolds the courage it takes to reveal not just the parts of ourselves we celebrate, but those we’ve hidden away in fear and doubt. Listening reminds us that love is not about perfection or control, but about choosing to stand open, trusting that we can be fully seen and still remain whole. It encourages a hopeful step toward genuine connection, without losing who you are.
Lyrics
I’ve lived my life with rooms locked tight,
Strong enough alone, ready to fight.
You don’t want pieces, you don’t just want show,
You want even the parts I don’t let anyone know.
Not just my beauty, not just my name,
But the places I hide when I’m shamed.
’Cause all of me isn’t a kiss or a vow,
It’s standing uncovered and staying somehow.
It’s giving my heart without armor or plea,
And trusting your love won’t undo what is me.
I know how to leave, I know how to withstand,
I don’t know how to give my unguarded hand.
I built these walls so no one could get through,
Never needing anyone, was all that I knew.
If I let you see me and it all goes wrong,
What’s left of the one who has survived this long?
You’re not trying to trap me, you love me free,
Freedom can be heavy, I know you agree.
’Cause once I step forward, there’s no safe retreat,
No walking away without feeling defeat.
You don’t love halfway, I see how you stay,
Through storms and the seasons most people stray.
But the question that trembles inside my chest,
Is not will you stay, but will love pass the test?
I’m afraid to believe love doesn’t mean loss,
That choosing love doesn’t run up the cost.
You’re not asking forever, you’re asking for true,
For whatever I give to be just for you.
No borrowed affection, no fear dressed as care,
No love out of duty, just love that is there.
’Cause loving like you means no backup plan,
No keeping my heart with a foot in the sand.
If I give you my all, it has to be free,
Not half of my soul, but the whole of me.
Maybe love isn’t losing the one that I’ve been,
Maybe it’s standing unguarded… and choosing again.
And maybe I’m closer than I’ve ever known,
To believe giving me means I’m not alone.
