If I Were a Bird

If I were a bird
I could fly home now
And then
What would I do there
Nothing
Because you are not here

Without you
There is no home for me
Here or there
This all has no meaning
Home is meaningless
Nothing but a bit of structure

If I were a bird
I wouldn’t know where to fly
Because my home is nowhere

If I were a bird
I wouldn’t even be able to fly
Because my feathers would be wet
Not wet from rain
But from my tears
Not tears of happiness
Tears of pain

The pain of your farewell

Perhaps
I would feel a little bit warm
If I were a bird
Perhaps
My feathers would warm me
Against cold and loneliness

If I were a bird
Perhaps everything would be different

But I am not a bird
I am only myself
Without you
And without a home