Hans's poem is a quiet complaint from someone who feels shut out by a person they care about. The speaker says that "at the end of the day," after everything else is settled, the other person still pushes them away and puts up a wall. The phrase "still tend to" suggests this isn't a one-time argument. It sounds like a habit, something the speaker has seen again and again.
The second stanza is where the feeling lands. The speaker doesn't shout or demand change. They simply accept that they "will always be / the one / who loves more." The short, broken lines make it read like a sigh, with the words falling one at a time. The mood is sad and tired, but also gentle. There's hurt here, yet no anger, only a resigned honesty about an uneven relationship. The title, "the same," could hint at how nothing ever changes, though the poem leaves that open for the reader to decide.