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.