Today, my boyfriend was reading me a love poem he wrote for me. It was beautiful, and going really well until he read the last line, which had a girl's name in it. It wasn't my name. My boyfriend then proceeded to say "shit, wrong girl", and dug through his bag for a different poem. FML
今天,我男朋友读了一首他写给我的情诗。诗很优美,直到读到写着女孩名字的最后一行,那不是我的名字。我男朋友继续说,“靠,弄错了”,然后从书包里翻出另一首诗。FML