how you defined me is extinct in the wild. i'm still not sure if you meant that i am the last of my kind or if i was the only thing you had left to swallow and with distaste you spit me out like i was dish washing soap slathered onto your tongue. even though you were right, that i am all i will have left in the end, i still never saw you look upon me like i was special just because i am going extinct, one day at a time.