Hollowness

The sound of my tears echo in the emptiness of my soul. There is a void where once An abundance of love flowed. The passionate fire that once consumed has turned to hard blue ice. Once your love reigned over my being now my heart is crowned with thorns. I have been deserted by the love that once surrounded me. Will the thorns ever die, the ice melt to leave a puddle of gloom? I am hollow, will I ever have a whole heart?