My best friend during the best years of my life 

I recently opened up about losing my best friend Armani to someone who knows very little about me. She asked me, did you know him for a long time?

I paused, thought about it, and mustered out, "No, but he was my best friend during the best years of my life.”

When memories were being made, when fun was the norm, when the stresses of life were obsolete. At least, that’s the way it felt when I was around him.