How is Rain Like Love? || Michael Clifford

"How is rain like love?" He suddenly asked, looking at me in curiosity. I pursed my lips in thought.
"I...I don't know. How is rain like love?"
I replied, answering him with the same question.
"Hell." He replied, shaking his head, "I don't know. Maybe you can help me find out." He laughed.
All I could do was smile.