"Perhaps you can write to me."
My self-possession flares up for a second;
This is as I had reckoned."
I have been wondering frequently of late
(But our beginnings never know our ends!)
Why we have not developed into friends."
I feel like one who smiles, and turning shall remark,
Suddenly, his expression in a glass.
My self-possession gutters: we are really in the dark.

T.S. Eliot