A real man.

When he holds your hand to protect you,
When he kisses you on your forehead,
When you can go running up to him, and he lifts you up in the air,
When he hugs you in silence, but still he holds you with strong arms,
When he tells you his true thoughts without trying to impress you,
When you can laugh about every little thing with him, without feeling stupid,
When he wants you to be the best, and he cheers you up,
When he does not envy you, but is proud of you,
When he smiles at you when he sees you,
When he laughs tenderly when you blush after looking into his eyes,
That's when you know he is a real man.
That's when you know his love is pure.
That's when you know he will never break his woman, or his man's heart.