You

A hand settled on my shoulder,

I spun around

a quick, brisk movement

not a single soul in sight

particles of visible dust

the whole room, now so hushed

a ringing in my ear

most likely caused by fear

a whisper in my ear

a drop of water, a tear

nothing else I could hear

I spun around yet again

a quick, brisk movement

no one in sight

another whisper

in my left ear

I gasped

was it you,

who was here?

(image cred: youreadmymind)