one peel
to you I smile warmly
forgiving and reassuringly
to you my clothing is well pressed
and I say everything is fine

now two peels
to your eyes my reflection seems cold
words crafted just for you
to move with unease  
and wavering for a little longer

and the third peel falls
you're not here
and I have nothing to say alone
and to you
I move farther away

until an extra peel appears
from you, a gift just for me
replacing whatever is left
to you I receive the support I should get
before I peel the walls down over again