A Heart That Runs

I run fast, carrying my heart, running through trees, as the high weeds part, can't run fast enough, can't get away, from the heart that chases me, I'm too afraid, I wanna hide, I don't know what to do, so I hide in a hole, I think I lost a shoe, what am I doing, what should I say, for I have been hurt so bad, and cant go back to the day, that you made miserable, you made it a chore, for you loved me less, as I loved you more, there were 3 hearts, now there is one, if I go back, there will probably, be none