The Skeleton in the Closet

I have feelings for someone, but no one knows about it.
Me gusta alguien en secreto, sin que nadie lo descubra.
This story remains unfinished—the creator abandoned it unexpectedly.
Hidden emotions linger, buried deep where no one can see.
Un amor oculto, guardado bajo llave en el corazón.
The tale was left incomplete, like a puzzle missing its final piece.
Whispers of affection echo silently, never reaching their intended ears.
Un sentimiento prohibido que jamás podrá ser confesado.
The artist walked away, leaving readers hanging without closure.
A forbidden crush, locked away where it can never escape.
Unfinished pages gather dust, a story frozen in time.
The weight of secrecy grows heavier with each passing day.
Nadie sabrá jamás la verdad que llevo dentro.
An abandoned project, its potential forever unrealized.
Silent longing remains, unanswered and unfulfilled.