Compromise.... (Poem)

Beauty queen of his dreams
She had people for herself
He had fears in his mind
So stood like book in a shelf

He would drove miles and miles
But ended up at her door
He had her in his eyes
But still he waned more

He would describe her eyes
Like two butterflies at sides of a nose
Whenever he went to talk to her
Got drenched like sprayed with hose

I don't mind seeing her everyday
Just people around her cause me pain
Look,Im writing to get it off my brain
But Im pretty sure, Im just in vain..