Statistical "Love" by: Jaay Dee Kayy
Last night I dreamt about us,
About the beautiful love that we shared,
And even though I'm the one that said we're done, there's,
Still a lump in my throat when I hear your name, I'm so ashamed that you think,
You're happy (without me x2)
So what were we to begin with? Did you really have feelings?
Are you that self-centered? Was I just on your checklist?
Did you let me catch feelings just to throw me out into the wilderness?
(Was our love a statistic? x2)
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Since the age of 13, I have had undying passion for music, poetry, and all forms of writing. At 22, I reflect and build from these times. I hope you can take the time to dive into my psyche. It's a wild ride, I promise.
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Deeply personal breakup narrative, autobiographical grief and regret
Multiple ideas per line: dream, shared love, shame, self-doubt, accusations
Strongly negative: heartbreak, shame, betrayal, abandonment dominate
Intense questioning, accusatory tone, building emotional urgency throughout
Approximately 13 lines with repetitions; fits 7-15 range
Metaphor (wilderness), personification (lump in throat), some figurative depth
Pure lyric internal voice; introspective monologue from heartbroken speaker
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