A person admits how worn out they are from fighting a battle by themselves. The speaker seems to be addressing someone they love, asking that person to stand beside them instead of leaving them to cope alone. The poem never says what the fight is, and that vagueness lets it feel wider: it could be an illness, a struggle inside the relationship, or simply the weight of everyday life.
The small hesitation in the middle matters. "And sometimes, / most of the time" starts as a gentle softening, then gives way to honesty. The need isn't occasional; it's constant. The plain, quiet wording makes the plea feel raw rather than dramatic.
The closing line, "as if he loves me," changes the tone. Judging by the wording, it suggests the speaker is longing for proof of love, or perhaps pretending to feel it. The mood is lonely, tender, and a little heartbreaking, a request made softly by someone who has almost run out of strength.