You say love is a complex, web of things.
But love is not when you yell because I came home late from work,
Love is not getting jealous of my friends,
Love is not getting mad at what I said and leaving bruises.
Love is asking if my plane landed safely,
Love is making me breakfast without having to be asked,
Love is making sure I'm okay after a stressful day.
Love can so simple,
Or so complex.