are you really ready?

she took one last look in the mirror before turning away.
"i really should have broken you."
she steps out the door, covering her eyes from the burst of light that is the sun's rays.
only two steps and she falls to the ground and there's a thud.
a loud, sickening thud.
and he's outside, leaning over her, crooning to her, telling her
"it will be alright."

but she knows it won't.
this happens every time.
that's why she'll never break the mirror.
so she lets go.
and then she's gone.