about a year back

In the loud shining lights
in the sound of drums
and strumming of strings
in the air of trumpets
I walk away from noise
towards the door outside
hoping to see you, now
hoping for a glimpse
when my eyes deceive me
I see hazy form there
just like i had seen you
about a year back
I see you walking
I feel you seeing me
from across the door
ready to come to me
yet I don't see you clearly
the image is blurred
my memory of you is blurred
I do not remember anymore
how exactly you looked
about a year back
how you had walked
about a year back
how you had hugged me
about an year back
and yet I feel its you
that is across the door
waiting to walk in there
its your image I see
through the glass door
and yet my eyes betray me