In the dataset of life, you’re my prime key,
The one who links all that’s meaningful to me.
Your love, a clean trend, no outlier in sight,
A correlation so strong, it feels just right.
Your smile’s a scatterplot, stars in the night,
Each point a moment, dazzlingly bright.
Through every regression, I’ve come to see,
You’re the model that predicts joy for me.
You’re my mean, my median, my mode,
The balance in every analytical code.
In a world of variance, you’re my SD,
Reducing the chaos, setting me free.
Every pie chart of my heart has your slice,
A percentage of love, immeasurably nice.
Your laughter’s a histogram, tall and wide,
Frequency of happiness I feel inside.
When life’s a null value, you fill the field,
A completeness in you I’ve always revealed.
Our love’s R-squared, so perfectly fit,
A relationship bound by data-driven wit.
Together, we visualize a future so clear,
A dashboard of dreams, forever near.
In the analysis of love, there’s no dispute,
You’re my final report, my absolute truth.
