Two short lines carry a whole ended relationship. The speaker looks back and admits to loving someone "too much," then sharpens the thought: more than that person deserved. The first line sounds like a confession, almost an apology. The second turns it into a quiet accusation.
What stands out is how the speaker frames love as something that can be overspent. Loving "too much" suggests giving without holding anything back, and the poem implies that this generosity wasn't matched or appreciated. There's hurt here, and probably some regret, but also a kind of dignity. The speaker isn't begging or raging. They simply state the imbalance and leave it there.
The mood is bare and a little bitter, with sadness underneath. The lowercase letters and the lack of any detail make it feel like a private thought, something said quietly after the fact. Because the poem gives so little, readers can fill in their own story, which is part of why it hits so directly.