It’s true — love makes you do things you normally wouldn’t do. Guys turn into mush, girls start giggling, and everyone watching them gags in disgust. But, hey, that’s love. What else has the power of love driven people to do? Well, as you’ll see from these stories, quite a bit. Some have happy endings, others don’t (sorry!), but all show that love can make a person do incredible things…

I went to bat for her engagement ring
“My girlfriend and I had been together for about three years, and I was sure she was the one I wanted to marry. Problem was, I didn’t exactly have enough money to get her a good engagement ring. So, in order to raise funds, I put my collection of baseball trading cards on eBay. We’re talking a collection that spanned, like, 20 years, thanks to some cards handed down by my dad. I was totally bummed to part with them because they were so important to me, but I really, really loved this girl. I ended up making more than enough money to pay for a ring. Problem was, when I got down on one knee, she told me that she couldn’t see spending the rest of her life with me. I should’ve stuck with Shoeless Joe Jackson.”
— Owen, 26, Chagrin Falls, OH

His love of exotic food helped broaden my palate
“My boyfriend loves going to exotic restaurants. I, on the other hand, am a ‘burger and fries’ girl. I’d always been able to avoid eating anything too disgusting at most of his favorite places, but then he took me to a sushi place. Despite hearing all sorts of good things about sushi, I couldn’t shake the fact that it was raw fish, and honestly gagged whenever I thought about it. My boyfriend really urged me to give it a chance, though, and I trusted his judgment. I picked up a piece of spicy tuna roll, felt my stomach flip over, shoved it into my mouth, and choked it down. I thought I was going to lose it, but stayed calm — it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, and my boyfriend really loved the fact that I gave it a chance. Who knew that I would wind up eating sushi?”
— Erin, 32, Salt Lake City, UT
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I didn’t think before getting her name in ink...
“Everyone says you should never tattoo a woman’s name on your arm in the name of love. I learned my lesson the hard way. I was so enamored with this girl I dated in college that I marched into the tattoo parlor and had them ink her name on my left arm. Even the tattoo artist discouraged me, but I wasn’t hearing it. Sure enough, we broke up half a year later, and I had to get her name covered up with some stupid design. What can I say? I’m an idiot.”
— Jordan, 25, Las Vegas, NV

His encouragement helped me hit all the right notes
“Normally, I’m super-shy – at least, until I started dating my current boyfriend. He’s very outgoing, and he always invited me to karaoke night with his friends at their local hangout. Everyone was getting up to sing... except me. After a few drinks — OK, maybe more than a few — I was able to step out of my comfort zone and get on stage for the first time ever. I sang ‘I Love Rock and Roll’ and completely shocked everyone, including my boyfriend, who said it was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen. Thank you, Jack Daniels and Joan Jett.”
— Dawn, 23, Baltimore, MD

I found out the hard way that our love wasn’t going to go the distance
“My boyfriend of a year and four months had to move for his job. It wasn’t dramatically far away, but it was still three states over. I was living in Ohio then, and he had to move to Maryland. We talked on the phone, wrote letters and all that, and I could tell that he was getting increasingly homesick. I decided to surprise him by ducking out of work early one Friday, driving over to see him — it’s about five or six hours by car — and cheering him up. Turns out I didn’t need to, though, because when I showed up at his apartment that night, I found him having dinner with a woman he met at work. At least I didn’t need to worry about staying awake on the long drive home — I was too upset to fall asleep.”
— Jackie, 27, Manhasset, NY

Loving him helped me take the plunge
“I’m scared to death of heights, flying, even standing on a chair to change a light bulb. Lucky for me, so was my girlfriend. I was perfectly fine being a scaredy-cat, but for whatever reason, she wanted to face her fear and signed us up to go skydiving together. I don’t know how she convinced me to go, but there I was, up in a plane, with a professional instructor and a parachute strapped to my back. After we both landed, she ran into my arms, thrilled and excited, and said, ‘I’m so glad we did that together. I’ll never forget it’ and we kissed. I was just happy I didn’t throw up!”
— Will, 24, Cleveland, OH

Matt Christensen has written for Maxim and other publications.