It's a... handwritten poem.
I had no idea that Holden was into poetry. You'd never guess it by looking at him, and he's never mentioned it before. Does that mean he didn't want me to know? Is it an invasion of his privacy if I read it?
Oh, what the hell? I already went through his phone. It's literally titled with the name Holden calls me, so it's fair that I read it.
Right?
Fu.ck it.
My Baby Girl
They say children don't know what love is,
But I knew since I was only five-years-old.
It was the way you treated me,
Like we were already friends.
When I lashed out,
You fought back.
You surprised me that day,
And you never stopped.
Through the years you never changed,
Challenging me at every turn.
You beat me at my own game,
And taunted me with those sweet lips.
You filled ev
