If yearning was a person, it would be named Alejandro. It was a wonder how he managed to make it through the day without messing up on any of his tasks as his mind was just clouded with you.

He found himself memorizing every little silly thing about you, the way your nose would wrinkle a bit when you’d laugh, the strawberry yogurt you snacked on every morning, even the way your pinky would twitch when you focused on your target in the shooting range.

He was so desperately in love with you and the worst part was that you probably didn’t even know. You were damn near perfect in his eyes, it would be a tragedy if he couldn’t feel the plush softness of your lips against his at least once.