my cat is gone

Molly left me for something else, perhaps a car on the freeway, or sent off to live at the neighbor's.
I think I saw her the other day, and held her and petted her.
I'm tired, but I want a beer, w/o fear. I miss my love, she is so incredibly fun!
Time is moving and the feeling will reoccur; I live in a blur sometimes. When? Why? How?
All this relates to love, I will seek it out some more ...