Some things go well together.

Obviously, not in that case.

Some things go well together.

Like,

Eggs and toast,

Bacon and beans,

Fish and chips,

Brioche and coffee,

Earl Grey and apple tarts.

Not us.

It was either

Leather and wet roads,

High heels and ice,

Tuna and jam,

Or

Pocelain and gold,

Diamonds and rust,

Too much or too inedible

Too crazy or too dangerous.

We looked good together, though.

But looks are not everything.

In essence,

We were like

Graveyards

Full of memories,

Closets

Full of skeletons.

Chests

Full of fake treasures.

Some things go well together.

Not us.

We went together

Like

Arsenic and Laudanum:

Aesthetically pleasing

But lethal.