You know, that would actually be nice.

I want someone that would take me walking in train stations and hug me when I start to feel agoraphobic. Someone to ride on trolley-buses with me. We’ll go skating and take photos and drink wine. We’ll freeze to death waiting for a bus. We’ll go to pubs and drink tea and discuss Huxley. We’ll get drunk and make fun of each other. We’ll go to the Observatory and look at stars and act like utter geeks. Or we’ll just go running around in the rain.
Come on, already. Teach me how to live. I’ll teach you how to drink tea.

Then again, you can do whatever you want. I’ll just pretend not to care.