After listening to that idiotic echo of youth, I resume walking along the gloomy beach that seemed like a wasteland devoid of all life.

He was pure like a child, and played those melodies of love with goodwill and passion; I didn't really hate those songs of his. In fact, I actually liked them quite a bit.

I'm not shameless like him, so I don't say things like "I love you". And I'm a sourpuss, so I can't demonstrate positive feelings towards someone in an honest manner.