The saying is true. Actions do speak louder than words. Louder than love. Louder than hate. I feel nothing almost on a daily basis, and yet in his arms, I do. I'm not sure what it is that he makes me feel and I know that it's a sensation I never want to let go of, but things are different now. The feeling of uselessness settles on me more often than not lately, and even now I know that some things aren't meant to last. Hate speaks louder than love. And now I'm going to show him just how strongly one can feel hate.