Author's Note: This is just another really really short one-shot, from Chandler's point of view. Another one I wrote while on vacation. I was listening to 'Feel Again' by OneRepublic, which I love, and I thought "I should totally do a fic with this title". So, I did, and here it is. Sometimes really short stories are good too, I guess. Now, before the A/N becomes longer than the actuall story, I'll stop talking. Review!

Before Monica, I'd never really loved anybody in my life, not anybody I'd dated, not even the people you're supposed to love, like family. Nobody. Until now.

Before Monica, I'd never dated somebody who wasn't just my girlfriend, but my best friend too. There wasn't a single person I'd dated with whom I had a deeper connection. Not one. Until now.

Before Monica, I hated myself most of the time. I was shocked at all the stupid things I did, and mentally kicked myself every time I said something dumb, which was a lot. I'd never realized that everyone has flaws, and that I needed to accept mine. Until now.

Before Monica, I'd never known anybody that accepted every part of me, both the good and the bad, all the little quirks, all the flaws, all the bad habits. And not just accepted, but loved and understood. Nobody had even tried. Until now.

Before Monica, I suffered from commitment phobia. I still do, but less so. I wouldn't even think of being in a long-term relationship. Until now.

Before Monica, I never knew what it felt like to be happy most of the time. I never knew that feeling of waking up and smiling, and feeling warm inside, knowing there will always be something to brighten your day. Until now.

Before Monica, sex was cold and meaningless. A distraction. I did it simply for the satisfaction of doing the act, not because it meant anything to me. Because it didn't. Until now.

Before Monica, I was numb. I stopped caring because every time I did, I got hurt in the end. My feelings went away altogether, because I knew nothing would ever work out. Until now.

Before Monica, I never put anybody before myself. I hadn't found one person I cared about more than anything and anybody else in my life. I didn't care much about many others. Until now.

Before Monica, life had no meaning. The sky was always grey; nothing mattered.

Until now.

With Monica, I never want anything to change.

With Monica, life has purpose.

With Monica, I feel alive again, and I hope nobody ever takes that away from me.

Because I love her more than anything.

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