The title automatically brought me in and I know why. when you said "cost of leaving you" and "mind is fraying", you have already grasped my memories of my hs sweetheart.

When you loved someone, not for what they have become, but you love the memories of what they once were, it takes everything from you...

Great poem, I know you didnt need to say much to put a vivid picture in my head with emotions, and thats a good poet right there.

thanks