This could be an idealized love which cannot be realised. If it's hidden away, can it really be innocent?

a bit of a joke: animals who live in dens have no problem for this you ask for. I read your profile and it seems a bit fatalist( as i wrotte somewhere else, typical marroccan). you are too young, so give life a chance.

It can if it is self-love, or love of a memory or a fantasy. Perhaps it is being in love with love itself, like a yearning ache that is not fulfilled. As a child, perhaps it is natural. And when the world around is unfriendly, perhaps there is no opportunity to grow. But real love goes beyond this. The love which is most challenging of all leads us out beyond ourselves, to the Beloved in whose love we would willingly die as a drop of rain into the ocean. (to dissolve merely into the ocean of one's dreams is a pale shadow) I would point you for clearer answers to the poetry of the great Rumi, who spoke with firsthand knowledge of both real sadness and love for the Beloved, both human and transcendental. In english I find the best translations of Rumi are by Coleman Barks. Don’t ask questions about longing look in my face soul drunk, body ruined these two sit helpless in a wrecked wagon neither knows how to fix it and my heart, I’d say it was more like a donkey sunk in a mud hole struggling and miring deeper But, listen to me for one moment drop being sad hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you