I cant remember if I wrote this on the bus trip or after I had arrived, but I definitely wrote this in the past couple weeks:

"
I am a lucky man
my only burden, Ive had since birth.
To Love you for all I'm worth.

I am not ready,
Perhaps I never will be.
most of the time I do not feel free.

for what its worth
I love you.
For what its worth
I know how crazy that sounds.

so it goes.