h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Then there is Susan. Such a fragile being. She was the first woman I fell in love with. Susan of the long hair and the damaged soul. When we were together I would just sit near her and let her talk. I wasn’t sure who she was talking to, but I was happy just to be with her.
Some nights I would come over and read with her. When it was time for bed she would take my hand, because I always waited for her, and lead me to her room. She had simple tastes just a mattress on the floor and a bookcase in the corner. We would undress in the dark, it had to be dark. I didn’t find out until much later why the darkness. She would lay down and wait for me. After undressing I would curl up beside her and lay my head on her stomach. She would then tell me stories. I wanted to crawl inside of her head just to be closer to her. Some times I would fall asleep to the sound of her voice. From her stomach I could hear her heart beat and the air filling her lungs. Her heart beat was the rhythm that kept the melody of her body flowing. In those moments I floated on the echoes of her sounds. I never made love to Susan, but she always made perfect love to my soul. In exchange for my heart Susan gave me her real name. Every one knew her by Susan, but only I knew her real name. Even if the name she gave wasn’t her real name I never knew and didn’t care. One day Susan wasn’t waiting for me after work. She wasn’t at her place and nothing was missing. I never saw her again. She still lives in me, though. When I’m curled up in the bed alone I can listen to her heartbeat and the music she sang to me.