Dying was apparently a weaning process; all the attachments to familiar people and objects have to be undone.
That's the risk you take if you change: that people you've been involved with won't like the new you. But other people who do will come along.
Poets are the only people to whom love is not only a crucial, I've always felt that a person's intelligence is directly reflected by the number of conflicting points of view he can entertain simultaneously on the same topic.