Loving Izzy is so easy when its easy. If you're the one to make her laugh it fills you like a breath of clean cedar air. There are pictures of us laughing. Our faces pressed together, our arms and legs tangled. Laughing until we cried. It happened. I swear. And she would fill you up. From head down to your toes. You can inhale her smile and absorb her energy. She could make any day beautiful. She was something. She still is something somewhere. And loving her was so **** easy, when things were easy.
What can I say, you were my best friend. And for a long time I felt like it was hard to tell where you ended and I started. I guess that was probably part of the problem.