“I think I've missed you every day," he whispered.”
“I've missed you, too, Graystripe. I watch over you, every day and every night.”
“God, I miss you,” he said in a voice that cracked. “Every night. Every day…”
“If you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one.”
“I love you”, he whispered. “You’ll have the words every day for the rest of our lives.”
“I miss you. No, not just miss you, my heart aches every day because you’re not there.”