Is 'It' Mine? Poem by Low Li Ling Jasmine

I opened my heart for words of comfort
And closed it with stiffened resolve
That the 'thing' I'm searching for is not the main key to happiness
This is merely a brainwash to refrain from getting too hurt
I know

How many could actually pursue what they desired
Did the remaining ones lies within regret and grief
With age, can we forget what we did not have the courage to do?

Everything with a form would eventually perish
As the story unfurled, would mine ended without 'it'
If that's the case, would I leave willingly?

Time is like a knife probing against a raw spot
I'm scared 'you' would never find me