When the rain falls it isn’t always consistent, it doesn’t all fall at once or bother keeping time. However it always falls.  Love; learning to love is much the same. You can fall fast or slow, all at once or pieces each time. You hit branches on the way down to slow, however you always make it down. Once you make it to the ground , you can soak further in, become entangled in a world you couldn’t even see from the sky, and couldn’t see from the trees. You would of never known it existed until you fell further.
Love much like the rain, can get carried back to the clouds for some time until it builds up its strength to fall once again. It will always fall again.