Does love really exist?

Does love really exist? The kind of love that you can feel inside, the kind of love you feel when you look at your partner. Love. Real love. True love. Does it still exist in this world? Lately I've been asking this question to myself for the past few months. Does it really exist? Or is it just some fantasy that we all long for?

I was married to a man who emotionally abused me. He told me he loves me and I married him, for 7 years I thought that he really loved me. But I realized that I was married to a narcissist. He made me believe that he did love me but he actually didn't. All he cares about is what is it that he would get out of this? As time went by he just said so many bad, horrible things to me. I know I'm not perfect but I actually believed that he was the best I could get at the time. But I was wrong cause I soon discovered that he wasn't at all what I thought he was. He manipulated me into making me think he would be good for me. And he wasn't. He made me this fragile victim. The kind of person who is scared, who is vulnerable. Just because of everything he ever told me. Even though I left him, I still get nightmares of everything. How he down graded me. Making me look like this horrible person. He never was there for me. He never was there to support me or help me. Even when I had depression. Because of him. He never were there. He just used me to feel better about himself. So I'm asking. Does love really exist?