Layers

I was an onion to him full of layers
he peeled ever so slowly- 
Some layers were harder than 
others to peel 
but he was determined Determined to get to know  
not just every inch of my body but to learn my soul 
And one day he was able to finally peel off  
the toughest and roughest layer 
The layer that told her, 
love was a facade,  
Love was something not meant for her 
But with his careful and determined hands- 
He chipped away at it slowly 
until finally it fell away 
and she fell in love