They were young then. Felt like they owed something to each other.
Little things would happen and he would call. Sounded noisy to her.
She'd save his dinner at first. Came a time she wouldn't even cook it.
She figured he worked hard and needed his fun. Fun was what he once said she was.
She's still fun, but he doesn't know it anymore. Her friends know.
What he gives her now is space. He knows where to find her.
He can buy her another beer when he gets there.