An ugly heart flew to your house and knocked on your door, begging you to take it, but you didn't. You see a pretty heart flying past you, you chased after it, braving the fires and overcoming all the odds, while the heart that begged you flew behind you, trying to ensure that you're safe. When you finally did get that pretty heart, you turned to that ugly heart and thanked that heart for accompanying you while you chased someone, then you trampled on that faithful ugly heart and threw it away. So I'm trying to get my heart back before you trample and and throw it away.