Said how lonely his eyes were, and his sunglasses saw a moment more desolate than loneliness; said how gentle his fingers were, and the ring felt a rejection that was more alienated than gentle; said that the smoke from his cigarette was so sparse, and the cigarette ignited a more curling sadness than the sparse; said that his voice contained all love and persistence, and only he knew that such a LOVE SONG was so sad that he couldn't bear to listen to it.