Maybe we're trying
Trying too hard
Maybe we're torn apart
Knock, Knock.
"Come on Kanda-kun! We have a mission!" He heard her sweet voice.
He then opened his door, to be greeted by nothing. This always happened. He would hear a knock; remember one of his memories of the same girl who he lost; then opening the door to nothing. It would break his heart each time it happened. But what was he supposed to do about it?
He just decided to go sit back down.
There was another knock, at the door. He quickly rushed over to the door and opened it.
There she stood, blond hair sitting on her shoulders, her light blue eyes and her small frame.
She stood with a shocked face.
Kanda tried to stand there with his usual no-expression.
"I didn't think you would open the door this fast…"
So he wasn't hearing things.
She was knocking on his door all those time but had the chance to run away.
Maybe the timing
Is beating our hearts
We're empty