He'll Give You Your Perfect Hugs

"You give me the strength to get back up on my feet every time life kicks me down."

...

I try to push back the tears but fail terribly; my eyes start stinging and everything becomes blurry for a second.

Oh, boy, here comes the waterfall...

Frustrated by the continuous flow of tears, I take out a tissue and wipe my face, smudging the mascara my mother applied despite my protests. Seeing the smudged tissue, I start crying even more; my sobs are the only thing that can be heard in the washroom.

If there's anyone else in the stall beside me, they must think I'm pathetic and that makes me cry even more. My nose begins to fill with snot, causing me to let out sniffles to clear my nose. I wipe my nose with a tissue and when I look for another tissue in my purse, I turn up empty-handed.