A long Summer Day

Why is he here again,
I wonder what is his name,
Why he always holds my hand,
I wish I can speak to him but I can't...

I love when he smiles at me,
And when he gets closer my heart melt quickly
As if I have known him before,
But I cannot remember anything anymore...

How I can talk to him with love,
When a single word I do not have,
Can he read my eyes,
Even mine are cold as ice...

A name he often whispers on my ears,
But nothing I could remember,
How can I tell him who I am,
When I myself, could not remember who I am...