My Idol.
Ben Dunne.
My childhood hate,
my teenage hero.
Through thick and thin,
through simply tough.
What we had made,
simply has crumbled.
My life's idol,
destroyed in a wink.
Those tense dates,
Those goodbyes "Cheerio!",
Though quiet within,
though hardly rough.
What I chose, stayed,
decisions became fumbled.
Due to my idol, I remain idle,
who do you think?
