Typo

Fingers passing on every key and yet you did not mean to make me

Gold turned god and you could not see that you did not mean to make me

Faster and faster the clicking goes

Never looking back before you go

and yet you did not mean to make me

As this comes to a close and you think "who would have known" that you did not mean to make me

Finally you see what shouldn't be, a simple thing, what shouldn't be

Only a small typo