Hans's poem is about wanting to say "I love you" in all the small, ordinary ways, and not being able to. The speaker imagines how good it would feel to love someone openly: to admit they worry when the other person rides out at midnight, to listen to the details of their day, even the rants, and to confess they miss them an hour after a conversation ends.
The title, "it would be so nice," sets the tone. Everything is framed as a wish, and the opening line, "it must have felt so nice," sounds like someone looking at a closeness they don't have. The poem suggests the feelings are real and strong but kept hidden. The last line, about telling someone how much they mean, hangs there without an answer.
The mood is gentle, wistful, and a little sad. The plain language and short lines make it feel like a private thought, quietly admitted rather than announced.