Is it love?

For my money she wants me, for my looks she adores me,
For her looks I want her , but what if the money ends will it be?
For my car she smiles at me, for my watch she gives me her flower,
But how about when I am on a skate board, will she stop and see?
For my mansion , she does not leave my side, for my jacuuzi she'll be half naked for me,
And how about my one room apartment, my basement house , will she stand being with me?
For my fat money purse , she'll keep our appointments, and help me shop, for my credit card she'll happily sign it on my behalf,
And when I am down and out , sick on the death bed, will she visit me , clear that bill for me?
That's why I ask ; is she really for me?
That's why I ask is it really meant to be?