If I knew it would be the last time I could spare an extra minute or so to stop and say “I love you，” instead of assuming you would know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day， I’m sure you’ll have so many more， so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there’s always tomorrow to make up for an oversight， and we always get a second chance to make everything right.