A voice crackles through the speakers in the room, encouraging people to begin to clap and cheer as they are asked to take their seats.

In the midst stands a couple, smiling up at each other, giddy with love.

The room is filled with not only black and pink decorations, both their favourite colours, but also love and laughter as both their families and friends gather to celebrate.

They're both being summoned to the middle of the dancefloor to partake in another tradition of the day.

The very first dance as newlyweds.

Her giggle is a mixture of embarrassment at being in the centre of the room but also of relief as she knows he's right there with her to share it all.

Twirling her around to face him, she beams up at him as he returns her gaze, feeling like the luckiest man in the world.

He lets out a large sigh and bends down to kiss her quickly on the lips.

His beautiful wife.

Together.

Small flashes of white start to blink around them and he momentarily looks away to see the others in the room.

Smiling.

Crying.

Faces full of love, hope, wishful thinking and remembrance.

His left hand gently encases her right as his other hand slides around to rest on her lower back, the feel of the ivory lace under his fingers draws his attention back to the beautiful gown cladding her form.

And he smiles.

No longer his girlfriend.

No longer his fiancée.

Now his wife.

Always his best friend.

The music begins to play, the song they'd both agreed was theirs to share, fills the room as the lights slightly dim.

He twirls her around the dancefloor, the hours of practice shining through and the look of triumph that momentarily crosses his face has her beaming with pride.

He suddenly pulls her close to whisper how beautiful she looks and how much he loves and adores her.

How he can't believe she chose to spend her life with him.

And in that moment, he vows to spend the rest of their lifetime together to always make her happy.

The hand holding hers moves so that he can lay it over his shoulder, leaving both his hands to meet on her lower back, clasping together, pulling her closer.

His nose nuzzles hers before he places a kiss on the tip of it, his forehead then coming to rest against hers.

They can hear the collective sighs around them.

Permeating through the bubble they've created around themselves, piercing it and enveloping the couple with love.

They begin to whisper to one another again, sweet words of love and adoration, promises they want to make, to give to one another.

No longer are they left to drift the world alone.

The two hearts that longed for another, that shared the same beat, had finally found the other.

Two hearts in one home.

They cling to each other, neither wanting the moment to end, trying to desperately capture it in their minds so that they can tuck it away and retrieve it whenever they will feel the need to remember it.

Revisit it.

Recapture it.

The couple are suddenly aware of other couples joining them in their moment, sharing in their joy though neither looks away from their love that stands in front of them.

There came a point in the song where several background 'oohs' can be heard, the lilting voice like a warm cocoon wrapping around them.

Surrounding them in a blissful state.

He grips her tightly before dipping her backwards to each one of them, her girlish laughter delighting his soul with each dip he gives her.

The song finishes and they stand looking at one another, breathless, not letting go.

Savouring the moment, capturing it like a mental time capsule so that they can always remember it.

Taking it out to share with one another, with their children, with their grandchildren.

He gently takes her by the hand, kissing the back of it before wrapping her arm within his as he guides her back to their table.

She smiles up at him.

She will always bring him home.