Croaked the raven,”Never more.”
I’ve read it over and over again in my head.
I’ve been driving myself mad of the accident.
I won’t get used of this, I won’t get used of her being gone.
I used to be in love with this woman when I was a boy, but I’m a man now. I’m all grown up now and she won’t see me, the man I’ve became. Like the raven croaked, “Never more.”