There’s this lovely,

 Pulsating,

Breathless light in my chest

 And it resonates a little more

As I get to know you.

 You seem to exist in-between the moments

Of exhalation.

 Of Inhalation.

I get these ridiculous butterflies

 From merely typing your name.

And I’m finding it so much easier

 To be a better me,

Because you exist.