I used to squirm
whenever anyone called me a lover girl
because the sound of it felt nauseating 
Ewwwh
A whole me, a lover girl?
Nope
It seemed utterly wrong
and somewhat distasteful 
because I associated it
with being all over a boy 
as if nothing else mattered in the world 
That just wasn’t who I was
and I didn’t see myself that way

I realize now
that I was still evolving 
and didn’t understand that
being a lover girl
didn’t necessarily mean the chase
it was more about being open and ready
to give and receive love
Lately, I’ve found myself
looking forward to getting home
and feeling my lover’s embrace
knowing that I have my forever person by my side
I long for his touch and soothing words
and I crave his presence when we’re apart
I yearn for his attention even when it’s within reach
and I enjoy all other aspects of my life
because he’s a part of it

So, you can call me a lover girl
anytime of the day
because she is me 

Mariam Shittu

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