I hear him calling my name
it's just a whisper, but I hear it
As I turn the corner and follow it
it gets louder and louder
i stand in front this door
hands shaken, heart pounding
I twist the knob to find nothing
I turn around disappointed
to hear the voice once again
this time I stop and think
should I follow this voice to where it leads me empty
I find myself following it
to which I'm in this room
there he is
and here I am in love again

'Bri' Bri

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/here-i-am-55/