is it real?can i call it love?u tell me!

when i come to u all drunk,
sayin stupid things and knowin that thats gonna make u laugh!
when i come to u as usual with tears all about,
when u calm me down with words u dont even find so familiar urself but just any words to calm me down,
when time and time again i let u down and u stand up commin to me makin sure everythins the way it used to be,
when i know u r always gonna stand firm like an old tree devoted to his roots,
then i know u r the man-
the man i always dreamt of.
i used always dream about a soldier-
dont know y!
but mayb cause i find them true men;-
fightin
fightin
and fightin!
i used to dream a soldier bein my man;-
feelin secure when he was around,
and i never knew one day im gonna have one alive.
u r that vision!
ive told u many times and it comes so naturally the words i have to tell u that my poem siezes to b one
ive told u many times that u r young but u have an old mans heart
and i know when u grow old ull b the opposite-
an old man so fine with the lines on his face but young in heart!
love, i cherish the memories weve shared and im so happy ive realised u r meant to be mine
not because god has set it to b meant for us but because u fight for it
u r one true man who poves god his existance
u proved him that the love he has created is stronger than what he can control
and i love u for that!!!