Wow. You have phrases that are stayed with me:

The wood is rotted now,

even more than when it broke,

and when it broke us.

That's a beautiful phrase. However, it didn't touch me as much as some of your other poems.

Aww. *Tragic sigh* That is so...sad. And really good, too.

"You always loved mysteries" seemed particularly brilliant to me. Like something both our favorite writer would write...