p h o s p h e n e s (n.) the stars and colors you see when you rub your eyes "Richie saw him everywhere, and he simply couldn't rid his mind of the doe-eyed angel he loved so dearly. He saw Eddie in his dreams, in his wandering thoughts, in his music, in the stars and colors that leaked across his eyes when he squeezed them shut tight. Eddie was there, always, whether Richie wanted it or not; and he definitely did." ×Trigger warnings at the beginnings of chapters×All Rights Reserved