I Took the Bullet

I've been shot and my life is about to end. I took a bullet to save my wife from her ex-boyfriend. He regards her as a piece of his property. What he intended to happen to her, happened to me. The cops just arrested him and took him away. He's a violent and crazy man and now he will pay. I love my wife more than life itself and without her, I wouldn't have wanted to go on. I don't regret taking the bullet for her even though I'll soon be gone. She's holding my hand and she's crying. It's tearing her apart because I'm dying. Everything is getting dark and I feel so cold, I can hear the angels calling on me. I regret that I'm going to lose the love of my life but one day she and I will be together for eternity.