What tied me to this world…

1998, winter.
I was just a regular student until another world was born in me.
Like softly falling snow, it blanketed and began to bury my everyday life.
It was only then that I realized…
That there were certain things in my life that never changed.
The same familiar scenery.
The warmth of the one I loved, that filled me with a joy I never noticed.

It all existed to tie me to this world.

It was when I first started to want these bonds, to want that special someone, that time began to pass, and sunlight caused the season to really shine.
When it did, which world was I standing in, and who was holding my hand?