do not ask unless you wish to know...

when i am dead, my dearest,
sing no sad songs for me:
plant thou no roses at my head,
nor shady cypress tree:
be the green grass above me
with showers and dewdrops wet;
and if thou wilt, remember,
and if thou wilt, forget.

i shall not see the shadows,
i shall not feel the rain;
i shall not hear the nightingale
sing on, as if in pain;
and dreaming through the twilight
that doth not rise nor set,
haply I may remember,
and haply may forget.

- christina rossetti, requiem

the details are unimportant. all that matters is that i am here now.