bottom of the bottle

He had the gift of one liners, while she had the curse of good looks.
She was his at hello and he knew it.
She ordered another drink, and the rest was history.
He found his opening and went in for the kill.
Said it was a one night stand but the vodka didn't let her understand.
His wit and charm led her right out the door, and to his bed.

She thought she could find happiness at the bottom of a bottle.
Little did she know, she only found more pain.