An intense grip!

Not having met you
Never made me feel empty,
But having met you
Makes me feel weak,

Not that I can't survive,
But it's a struggle of not wanting to,
A struggle of knowing
All that should be known,
And yet unable to
Hold back from the unknown,

A dying sense of urgency
Although there is none in the vicinity,
A profound feeling of having found
A feeling so intense
That it just couldn't be spent
Even after exhausting every cent.