To everyone I had everything. Power, status, wealth. Everything a person could possibly dream of. They said I would want for nothing. That everything that could be deemed valuable in the world was in the palm of my hand. Little did they know that I wanted for something. Something that I would give up everything for. My power, my status, and my wealth they all meant nothing to me. I wanted for one thing and one thing only. One thing that seemed so simple that it was stupid. All I wanted was some one who could make me whole again. (16+)