then this is what i want:

• ewan mcgregor to sing "your song" to me on the rooftop of the moulin rouge
• swirly dresses in valentine's colors
• one milkshake with two straws like that scene from the dreamers where matthew and isabelle go on their first real date
• to sit in the back of the theatre while the platters sing "you'll never never know" onscreen
• to meet on a train like celine and jesse in before sunset and have a billion odd conversations about nothing and everything
• some kind of old school dance scene in some place where i don't have to worry about people I know showing up
• elvis presley playing on convenience store radios
• shabop shalom, baby (Honey, when it comes to love, there's a fire in the deep end of my heart, givin' me the Heebie-Jeebies. Ya see, I know the land of wood and waters, merely fodder for loves slaughter. And darling, I've watched you cake-walk to the Immaculate Conception for far too long. ♥ ♥ ♥)