This is a story about "standing there."
She is not perfect, she will take advantage, she will hesitate, and she will run away. He knows it all. But he still stood there.
When the tide comes, it is close; when the tide goes out, it is far. That belt is always there.
She's gone. He's still there.
That bouquet of flowers, that "should be back by now", that card.
The wind is still blowing.
Intention: Love is not about forcing perfection, but knowing everything and still choosing you and keeping you.