She looked at the calendar and checked off another day. There were weeks of red X’s already present and a few more weeks to be added. But it would be worth the wait when her beloved deboarded from the plane and she showed him the pictures she had received in the mail of him with another woman.
Heather
It had been weeks since the last phone call. She had waited and waited in front of the phone for hours a day. Hovering over the coffee table, pretending to file through bill and bill, but really just keeping the phone hanging in the kitchen in the corner of her eye, her occasionally “charming” smile flipflopping into an ornery scowl, daring the mysterious caller to wait another day and see what would happen to them. The anticipation was always the hardest part to process.
Shannon
Weeks when I have no school are great. I love to spend my time with my friends or reading a book.
I have weeks left of my first term of sophomore year of school… how weird. Time flies fast, doesn’t it? I wish time could slow down! I am missing so much! Fuck, I love college! Drinking is a lot of fun too. Though I don’t understand how some people drink all week. I am good with just one day of tipsy Tina! woot!
Kacy
It has only been 3 weeks since we returned from our vacation, and I yearn for another time when I can live as simply as I did in that week, in a condo with limited resources. I loved that time with my family, and they loved it also. It is now only a few weeks until Christmas, when simplicity is fought against so much.
i hate Monday, i truly do, just like any high school teen out there,. But the day I hate most out of the week is Wednesday. Because on Wednesday It is trash day on my block, which truly and utterly sucks, and the word is spelled weird. Wednesday.
i hate Monday, i truly due, just like any high school teen out there,. But the day I hate most out of the week is Wednesday. Because on Wednesday It is trash day on my block, which truly and utterly sucks, and the word is spelled weird. Wednesday.
In the following weeks, i will be doing a lot of schoolwork. I intend to do well in school and maintain a loving relationship with my boyfriend and my family. I hope to figure out what to do with my life.
chloe
It has been weeks since I thought I saw that girl at the coffee spot. I could tell she tried to blend in. You know, t
Mike Brown
i already did this prompt. i wish it saved. i was worried about my upcoming midterm this week. and the paper proposal that was due last week that i’m still not doing because i’m writing this, about weeks. i’m exhausted but not sleeping. this week is going to be so hard. like all the previous ones.
the weeks go by. there’s 52 in a year. this week will be hard. i have a mid term and the paper proposal but that was actually due last week. fuck my life. i work too much. i odn’t have enough motivation. i can’t stop sneezing.
danielle
It’s been weeks since I set out a schedule for our daily life at home. I still haven’t been able to make it work for us. How many weeks will it take for us to make it into a habit?
Desirae
Weeks. Weeks of waiting, weeks of dreaming and thinking. It had been weeks since I last saw her face and already it faded before me. How was I to keep sane? How was I to breathe or live, in this condition? The answer?
None.
Professor Nirvana
Weeks have passed yet many weeks to go
The past is in ruins and the future is uncertain
Weeks will combine to for years and one day it will feel
As if their individual lives were irrelevant as the blended to form months
Now they drag on
It has been weeks since he has seen daylight. His skin white, his pupils large. The sun is blinding, the crown is large. No one is sure why he finally comes out, but they know he is ready.
my weeks go by so fast. i wish they would slow down. i want to enjoy college. not pass right through it. Everything is great and im having fun but i want it to go slower. i keep thinking that i will have so much time left but really this is what i should be enjoying.
I have sixteen weeks until I’ll be done with my pregnancy. And then a new life will begin. And one will end as well. The doctors say I won’t make it. I believe them. Oh well, it is what it is. I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
Lance Love Cameron
I still have a few weeks left in this semester. the weeks count down until the semester is over and the next begins. weeks weeks weeks
There are many weeks that I feel I do not get anything done except for work. I wish we had several weeks off after each term to catch up on life and the next 9 weeks lessons. Finally, I know that it will take weeks to find our home in New Orleans and it makes me said to think of the number of weeks wasted on not having anything to work on while waiting.
donna
The world flew by. The weeks crawled on. All this waiting doing nothing for my peace of mind. Time will tell he said. Well time isn’t telling me much of anything. Other than I’m impatient…
Renee
It had been weeks since they’d seen each other, and now they were together onstage, trading verses and looks and touches. He wondered if it got to her the same way it did to him– to be apart for so long and then doing these kind of, sort of intimate things.
Writing a song together. Doing the video for it– again with the staged (?) intimacy!
This.
Was she going through the same thing? He wanted to ask her, but he was terrified of what might happen if the answer was no. If he was imagining things. If he was wrong, surely it would drive a wedge between them. And he didn’t want to give up… whatever *this* was.
He knew he was being a coward. But he just couldn’t do it. Not yet.
When he couldn’t take it, when he could no longer bear the longing, when he felt like he might burst if he didn’t *know*, then he would ask.
…And she watched him while he sang and thought, *I wish I knew…*
It’s been years since I’ve seen her; weeks since I’ve even thought about her. But the moment I saw her, it all came back. I couldn’t help it. I was immediately transported to that night. We were lying in bed. She was atop me looking down at me with those beautiful brown eyes. She had me duct-taped down and it was moments before she plunged the knife into me.
Weeks pass and it’s hard to see the progress that we’re all making. It’s hard to look ahead to weeks as well. Let’s see what happens over the next few weeks to see how much progress we make at that time. Well I guess that’s about it.
Gina
For weeks and weeks she would miss him, and every hour would seem a day when he was away. She never could have imagined how difficult and painful it would be, regardless of what they had told her. Yes, long-distance relationships were difficult. But she would wait for him, and she would love him, and one day in the future she would marry him.
Days, weeks, months pass by…
yet I can’t get her out of my mind
There is work to be done, things to be thought…
but she’s the only thing running through my head
…at least I can rest assured that she’s mine for some time
there is never enough time in you
could you please expand yourself?
so i could possibly get my work done
stop moving so quickly
i can’t keep up
Chelsea
“Just another few weeks.”
“That’s seems like a lifetime.” She didn’t want to sound like a whiner, but it had been months since she had seen her boyfriend. He’d been on the road for too long.
“I know, but think about how many weeks it’s already been. This should be cake.” She sighed.
“I just miss you.”
just about 7 days
i see you then
and then again in 7 days
and the time in between
i think about the last time i saw you
7 days ago
counting down the minutes
until the next 7 days
until i see you again
Chelsea
time in which i spend my days. 7 days times many are weeks. my weeks are most empty. weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks alone.
liz
there are sooo many weeks left before summer :( weeks seem like they are sooo long but they go so fast. grrr stop confusing me week lol.
In the weeks leading up to it, I was more excited than I ever thought I would be. I mean really, as a child I loathed having to sit in the car for hours with the family. But this would be different. This time I was going to be among friends.
Jamesbird0290
In 12 weeks we will start a new quarter. But it seems like it’s not far away. Help me think of more to say…….. 60 seconds seems like a VERY long time. UGH! wow, I am still writing, let
Rachel
There are 52 weeks in a year. I have spent many of them working. none relaxing. I think next year i will make 24 of my weeks be relaxing.
K.E. Baker
for weeks she kept her phone with her at all times, waiting for the phone call that would change her ilfe. getting the job of her dreams would allow her to move across the country and start making a life for herself
Leah Smith
I was unable to comprehend what he had said. It took my breath away. I felt as if he had punched me in the gut over and over and over again, until I could no longer breath.
“Weeks”, he said after I asked…
She looked at the calendar and checked off another day. There were weeks of red X’s already present and a few more weeks to be added. But it would be worth the wait when her beloved deboarded from the plane and she showed him the pictures she had received in the mail of him with another woman.
It had been weeks since the last phone call. She had waited and waited in front of the phone for hours a day. Hovering over the coffee table, pretending to file through bill and bill, but really just keeping the phone hanging in the kitchen in the corner of her eye, her occasionally “charming” smile flipflopping into an ornery scowl, daring the mysterious caller to wait another day and see what would happen to them. The anticipation was always the hardest part to process.
Weeks when I have no school are great. I love to spend my time with my friends or reading a book.
I have weeks left of my first term of sophomore year of school… how weird. Time flies fast, doesn’t it? I wish time could slow down! I am missing so much! Fuck, I love college! Drinking is a lot of fun too. Though I don’t understand how some people drink all week. I am good with just one day of tipsy Tina! woot!
It has only been 3 weeks since we returned from our vacation, and I yearn for another time when I can live as simply as I did in that week, in a condo with limited resources. I loved that time with my family, and they loved it also. It is now only a few weeks until Christmas, when simplicity is fought against so much.
i hate Monday, i truly do, just like any high school teen out there,. But the day I hate most out of the week is Wednesday. Because on Wednesday It is trash day on my block, which truly and utterly sucks, and the word is spelled weird. Wednesday.
i hate Monday, i truly due, just like any high school teen out there,. But the day I hate most out of the week is Wednesday. Because on Wednesday It is trash day on my block, which truly and utterly sucks, and the word is spelled weird. Wednesday.
In the following weeks, i will be doing a lot of schoolwork. I intend to do well in school and maintain a loving relationship with my boyfriend and my family. I hope to figure out what to do with my life.
It has been weeks since I thought I saw that girl at the coffee spot. I could tell she tried to blend in. You know, t
i already did this prompt. i wish it saved. i was worried about my upcoming midterm this week. and the paper proposal that was due last week that i’m still not doing because i’m writing this, about weeks. i’m exhausted but not sleeping. this week is going to be so hard. like all the previous ones.
the weeks go by. there’s 52 in a year. this week will be hard. i have a mid term and the paper proposal but that was actually due last week. fuck my life. i work too much. i odn’t have enough motivation. i can’t stop sneezing.
It’s been weeks since I set out a schedule for our daily life at home. I still haven’t been able to make it work for us. How many weeks will it take for us to make it into a habit?
Weeks. Weeks of waiting, weeks of dreaming and thinking. It had been weeks since I last saw her face and already it faded before me. How was I to keep sane? How was I to breathe or live, in this condition? The answer?
None.
Weeks have passed yet many weeks to go
The past is in ruins and the future is uncertain
Weeks will combine to for years and one day it will feel
As if their individual lives were irrelevant as the blended to form months
Now they drag on
It has been weeks since he has seen daylight. His skin white, his pupils large. The sun is blinding, the crown is large. No one is sure why he finally comes out, but they know he is ready.
my weeks go by so fast. i wish they would slow down. i want to enjoy college. not pass right through it. Everything is great and im having fun but i want it to go slower. i keep thinking that i will have so much time left but really this is what i should be enjoying.
I have sixteen weeks until I’ll be done with my pregnancy. And then a new life will begin. And one will end as well. The doctors say I won’t make it. I believe them. Oh well, it is what it is. I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.
I still have a few weeks left in this semester. the weeks count down until the semester is over and the next begins. weeks weeks weeks
What is time, exactly? What does it give us? Are we any more or less capable of accomplishing things due to the time we are given?
What do I write?
There are many weeks that I feel I do not get anything done except for work. I wish we had several weeks off after each term to catch up on life and the next 9 weeks lessons. Finally, I know that it will take weeks to find our home in New Orleans and it makes me said to think of the number of weeks wasted on not having anything to work on while waiting.
The world flew by. The weeks crawled on. All this waiting doing nothing for my peace of mind. Time will tell he said. Well time isn’t telling me much of anything. Other than I’m impatient…
It had been weeks since they’d seen each other, and now they were together onstage, trading verses and looks and touches. He wondered if it got to her the same way it did to him– to be apart for so long and then doing these kind of, sort of intimate things.
Writing a song together. Doing the video for it– again with the staged (?) intimacy!
This.
Was she going through the same thing? He wanted to ask her, but he was terrified of what might happen if the answer was no. If he was imagining things. If he was wrong, surely it would drive a wedge between them. And he didn’t want to give up… whatever *this* was.
He knew he was being a coward. But he just couldn’t do it. Not yet.
When he couldn’t take it, when he could no longer bear the longing, when he felt like he might burst if he didn’t *know*, then he would ask.
…And she watched him while he sang and thought, *I wish I knew…*
7 days.
i miss him.what am i to do?
i love him dearly. but i have to let go.
It’s been years since I’ve seen her; weeks since I’ve even thought about her. But the moment I saw her, it all came back. I couldn’t help it. I was immediately transported to that night. We were lying in bed. She was atop me looking down at me with those beautiful brown eyes. She had me duct-taped down and it was moments before she plunged the knife into me.
Weeks pass and it’s hard to see the progress that we’re all making. It’s hard to look ahead to weeks as well. Let’s see what happens over the next few weeks to see how much progress we make at that time. Well I guess that’s about it.
For weeks and weeks she would miss him, and every hour would seem a day when he was away. She never could have imagined how difficult and painful it would be, regardless of what they had told her. Yes, long-distance relationships were difficult. But she would wait for him, and she would love him, and one day in the future she would marry him.
the weeks drag on. until they don’t.
How many weeks till school is over? Till winter break at least?
Days, weeks, months pass by…
yet I can’t get her out of my mind
There is work to be done, things to be thought…
but she’s the only thing running through my head
…at least I can rest assured that she’s mine for some time
there is never enough time in you
could you please expand yourself?
so i could possibly get my work done
stop moving so quickly
i can’t keep up
“Just another few weeks.”
“That’s seems like a lifetime.” She didn’t want to sound like a whiner, but it had been months since she had seen her boyfriend. He’d been on the road for too long.
“I know, but think about how many weeks it’s already been. This should be cake.” She sighed.
“I just miss you.”
just about 7 days
i see you then
and then again in 7 days
and the time in between
i think about the last time i saw you
7 days ago
counting down the minutes
until the next 7 days
until i see you again
time in which i spend my days. 7 days times many are weeks. my weeks are most empty. weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks alone.
there are sooo many weeks left before summer :( weeks seem like they are sooo long but they go so fast. grrr stop confusing me week lol.
In the weeks leading up to it, I was more excited than I ever thought I would be. I mean really, as a child I loathed having to sit in the car for hours with the family. But this would be different. This time I was going to be among friends.
In 12 weeks we will start a new quarter. But it seems like it’s not far away. Help me think of more to say…….. 60 seconds seems like a VERY long time. UGH! wow, I am still writing, let
There are 52 weeks in a year. I have spent many of them working. none relaxing. I think next year i will make 24 of my weeks be relaxing.
for weeks she kept her phone with her at all times, waiting for the phone call that would change her ilfe. getting the job of her dreams would allow her to move across the country and start making a life for herself
I was unable to comprehend what he had said. It took my breath away. I felt as if he had punched me in the gut over and over and over again, until I could no longer breath.
“Weeks”, he said after I asked…