Only Exception

I never believed that love exists,

It would only give me heartaches.

I was fine with loneliness,

It wasn't worth the risks.

But one day, we met,

My heart started to beat rapidly,

My world stops, our eyes locked.

It felt weird and at the same,

I hope the feeling will last.

Is this what they call "Love"?

Should I believe that it's love?

That it exists? Should I take the risks?

Will you be the only exception?

Or live my life without you by my side

And let the loneliness sink in?