"like a boy regrets his first love -a girl regrets her first love letter" - Oh my goodness, I loved this part! Amazing how we all know that, but we never form the thought into real words, whether it be in our mind or on paper.

"that our lives are worth nothingmore than the weight of a spent match." - this was my favorite! Man, "more than the weight of a spent match" and now I'm a blubbering idiot. I love this poem. Really.

Absolutely beautiful. Again, the imagery is wonderful. I liked the following verses especially:
what is left -
the scent of lilies,
the scent of death,
the scent of chemicals
forming images,
all the wrong memories
imprinted with ribbons of ocean
lies of lace
ink that is breathed in
at night
when no one
suspects
the truth,
that our lives are worth nothing
more than the weight of a spent match