The jig is up

Dear you,
It's been a long road and while I traveled I met a lot of people. Some didn't stay long and have faded with time, others go and return with not much impact but, there are a few that have made such an impression that even in their absence they are remembered. Weather it be good or bad they hold a place in my head, my heart or, both.
I say this to you because you are apart of the few. I see traces of you in my movements. I still feel you coursing your way through my veins. The smallest thing brings back memories that I wish I could forget. The time spent with you was tragic..... Not that every moment was bad but, that unfortunately the bad superseded the good. The body natural instinct is to fight off any invasion of its space. So I have come to the conclusion that you were meant to be apart of me. You have given me the tools needed to fight of any attack that comes my way but you have also made me question love and that is when I say.... The Jig is Up.... Because I will not let you contaminant me with doubt, suspicion and mistrust. Your actions my have caused me to second guess my decisions but, they will not cause me to taint something so pure that only Allah himself could craft it. So be aware that I recognise your tricks and they will not foul up what is meant for me.