The poem is a short, painful moment of doubt after a relationship has gone cold. The speaker begins by saying "I love you," then immediately takes it back: "That's a lie." The words seem to be something the speaker is used to saying, or perhaps something they wish were still true, and they can't hold on to them for even a line.
What follows is blunt. The speaker says the other person hasn't loved them in weeks, and then goes one step further, asking whether that love was ever there at all. The slightly broken grammar of "Had you even love me?" makes the question feel raw and unpolished, like a thought blurted out rather than carefully phrased. The ending, "I don't know anymore," leaves everything unresolved.
The mood is hurt, tired, and uncertain. There's no anger or big speech, just a quiet unraveling, as the speaker starts doubting not only the present but the whole past of the relationship.