You don't know how much I've missed you
You don't know how much I hated the silence
you don't know the thousand words burning me
you don't know what you mean to me
you don't know the pain of not knowing
how you were doing, of sending a message
and getting a reply centuries later
no, you don't,cause you wouldn't think I'm not doing enough
you would know the hell I've gone through since
you ceased to speak to me
you don't know what special really means
that's what you are to me, a tattoo in my cardiac
if you knew, you would  give me the apology
I might never ask for, if you knew you could have heard the shout in my silence
if you knew, you would  have read between the lines