To him, our relationship is a young sapling of red apple. He is taking care of the sapling with a desire for tasty fruits and a hope for a sheltering shadow and a beautiful broad dense and twiggy crown. He will do his best taking care of it. It might not turn to what he is hoping for. He might get disappointed when it's time to enjoy the fruits. He knows that and he is ready to take the chance.
To me, our relationship is a rose. A beautiful sensitive red rose bud of whose aroma I am speechless and by whose beauty I am blown away. I'm taking care of my rose with all I have and I'm not hoping for anything extra besides what I'm already getting. My beautiful red bud will turn to a beautiful red rose and I'm here to make sure it happens perfectly. It's my rose and I'm going to keep it safe forever.