The Sun and her Moon

As the story goes, there is a long, lost love in the midst of the heavens.
Most have misunderstood, though, the true tale of the two--the Sun and her Moon. Or perhaps, they only choose to hear what fits best, what seems proper, what seems usual...
The Sun, was a color, no Earthly words could describe. Ever-changing and beautiful; so unpredictable, never gave the same sunrise or sunset twice. She was powerful and free; her name was known and somewhat feared. She hurt a lot of people that spent too much time with her. She's killed many things with no regret, or any slight bit of an apology.
And let us not forget, the great and mysterious Moon. Nothing like the Sun, except shining and giving off light. However, that too, was only because of the Sun and how she reflected off of him.
His presence was mostly peaceful and magical. He was quiet and serene, like a handsome dream. Of course, he had some dark secrets, but hid them well in his dark corners.
They, the Sun and Moon, were complete opposite. Yet, they were in love and always found a reason to need the other. In the beginning, they spent so much time side by side, countless hours turning into days and soon, the Earth was raging. Tidal waves and hurricanes, clouds of dust and hot, humid rain started to devour the codependent Earth. They realized that their love could go on, but the Earth wouldn't. And so, they decided to not give up something so incredible and wonderful and they turned their backs away from each other and catered to the Earth.
Since the beginning of time, these two were both depended on keeping the Earth in order. They did this by always being on time and sharing sides and never letting their feelings for each other cast a shadow on the naive Earth.
No one really knows how it all began, the love affair of the bold Sun and the sweet Moon. No one will ever know--but the eclipsed shadows sometime spill out over the Earth and that is when they choose to be selfish with time.

If the two greatest entities of the heavens, below God himself, could give up a love so angelic, so bewitching, so perfect what does that have to say about this Earth of ours? What does this have to say, about you and me?