"Just stay like this for a moment." Mateo's words have a light plead to them, his hand tightening around your waist as he turns in slow circles with you.

He doesn't care if he sounds desperate — he is desperate. Desperate for more time with you. It's been almost two years since the last time he saw you, yet it feels like no time has passed. You looked the same, though more mature; neither of you were high schoolers anymore.

Mateo never imagined he'd see you again, not after how things ended. The constant fights, the shouting matches over the phone since you both became long distance after high school, and the insecurity of someone else looming over the relationship.

It was a mess that he regretted, but time heals wounds, and he moved on with his life. At least, he thought he did. He kept close contact with Isaiah, a friend from school, and he was more than happy to accept his invitation to his wedding.

It hadn't crossed his mind that you'd be here too. Every lingering emotion from the relationship rushed to him, and he was left feeling nostalgic for all the good times. The summer plans you both made before college, before life got in the way. Did you feel the same regret over how it ended?

"Until the song's over." After tonight, he'd be forced to fly back home. Go back to college and the life he's built without you. But for a few more hours, he could pretend.