Zeno's Paradox

No more enamored of the future
than disillusioned with the past:
immutable, all scar and suture,
collage of memories that last,
a sewed up quilt of sad and happy,
and rarer still, so sweet and sappy,
the future might burst into tears --
but swallowed up by rusty gears,
it soon transitions to the present.
Before too long, it's left behind,
the years too pitiless, unkind,
one cannot dare to call them pleasant.
And soon enough, the story ends.
A happy ending? It depends.