The secret of me
Isn’t hidden within words you don’t understand
Written in prose that is meant to confuse you
Not in the way I drink my coffee
Or where I lay my head.
It isn’t in the way I speak
Or who I like
Or ultimately
Dislike.
It isn’t in my glance
Or the failure to respond
To your text.
The secret of me
Hides in my past
How I handled it
How I stood up
Got back on my feet
How I smiled
Through all the pain
How I kept going
When All I wanted to do
Was quit.
The secret of me
Is in my heart
My strength
And my future
With him.
Josephine Ranes 
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