King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate

Emptiness

Empty.

"Need...."

All I have ever felt was empty.

"Need....."

There was no happiness within my life.

All chances of it were strangled.

"Need....."

I couldn't be happy.

"Need....."

I was much too broken.

"Need....."

Nothing could change that.

"Need......"

No matter what I did, I felt the same.

"Need....."

I couldn't have what I needed.

"Need...."

Nothing could give it to me.

"Need...."

Everything that offered this chance was gone.

"Need...."

No....

"Need...."

Not everything...
"need...."

It was never any/thing/ that could ever possibly give me what I needed....

But any/one./

"Need...."

I didn't need a thing.

No.

I needed a someone.

I needed a person.

"Need...."

A person would fill the void.

"Need...."

A person would fill the hole.

Someone who could help fix me.

"Need...."

Mend me.

"Need...."

Help me patch up these broken planks within myself.

I just needed to find my person.

That thing I'd heard....

"Need...."

From the kind woman.

I liked her.

I only emptied her a little. 

"Need...."

Her paint was rather nice.

"Need...."

It deserved a canvas.

Especially for what she had taught me....or maybe reminded me of. I could never remember.

Love.

If I could have this....

"Need...."

If I could find my person....

"Need...."

I could be whole.....Or, at least better.

"Need...."

I haven't found them but....I have met someone.

A boy.

He didn't fill the hole.

He wasn't my person.

At least, not the kind I was looking for.

He was a different kind of person.

A friend.

Apparently, I need those too.

"Need...."

He's very nice.

He says he was born cursed, like me.

He brings disaster and misfortune to everything in his presence.

He deems himself a wretch, just like she called me.

He didn't have anyone, just like me.

We were one in the same.

Somehow, his curse didn't affect me.

It did nothing to me.

Maybe my own affliction.

I'm his first friend too.

He told me he'd like a person, but he doubts he could possibly have one. He'd only hurts them, he says.

I still hope he finds his person.

He agreed to help me find mine.

And I will find them.

"Need...."

My person.

"Need...."

My person.

"Need...."

My person.

"N e E d....."

My person.