A book of poetry about a tempting but destructive love, a rudderless trip through life, and a sense of confusion about one's purpose. Written on the floor at 3 am, sat next to an empty glass and a full ashtray, questioning life choices and reminiscing about a love that never was, places that no longer exist, and a version of self that's long gone.

Royal Blue is like a sad song we all intentionally put on when we feel bad in order to feel even worse. It’s a love letter to melancholy in all areas of life. Particularly love, because love is the one and only form of self-torment that humans choose to relive again and again.

But people enjoy reading those melancholic poems about a tempting self-destructive love, a rudderless road trip through life, and a distinct sense of absolute confusion about one’s purpose in this universe.

Read them just the way they were written - at 3 am, sitting on the floor next to an empty liquor glass and a full ashtray, questioning life choices and possibly listening to the cheesiest of love songs. This is poetry reminiscing about a love that has never been, places that no longer exist and a version of us that is long gone.