The scene hit the mark you’d been aiming for—intensity tuned just so, the connection almost electrically over-bright—and afterward a light, mildly dissociative afterglow lingered in that hard-to-pin-down register people grope for when everyday language won’t quite behave. Then, whether it starts within hours or not until the next morning, the emotional tone can swing hard: heaviness in the chest, tears that just appear, hollowness, shame, or a sharp loneliness that can show up even with a par...